Just like a white summer-cloud, in harmony with heaven and earth,
freely floats in the blue sky from horizon to horizon, following the breath
of the atmosphere - in the same way the pilgrim abandons himself to the breath
of the greater life that wells up from the depths of his being and leads him
beyond the farthest horizons to an aim which is already present within him,
though yet hidden from his sight.
Lama Anagarika Govinda, The Way of the White Clouds