The So-Called Way of the Sword

A drop of water gives birth to an ocean, a leaf hatches a forest.

That is the Way of the Sword.

One person, one sword. It moves with the wind and rests when the wind dies.

One sword rises, and all techniques perish. The sword follows the will, and the will arises from the heart.

At the birth of a single thought, even the gods flee.

When one sword is drawn, all techniques perish.