A wandering student climbed the steep path to a mountain peak, where a solitary monk sat cross-legged, staring into the clouds.
The student bowed and asked,
“Master, what do you seek sitting alone so far from the world?”
The monk smiled faintly and replied,
“I listen to the sound of silence.”
The student looked around, hearing only wind and the distant cry of a hawk.
“But Master, there is no sound.”
The monk closed his eyes and said,
“Then why do you hear it?”
At that moment, the wind stopped.
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