"Blessed are they who sow and do not reap They shall wander afar"Few lines afterwards he adds:
" Blessed are they who know
Their hearts will call out from the desert
And calm will blossom from their lips
Blessed are these
For they shall be gathered into the heart of the world
Wrapped in the Abaia of emptiness
No words will tell their endless destinies.
So beautifully written by a poet who was born in 1883 in Poland, and who probably never practiced martial arts.