This is not a story about a prodigal son turning over a new leaf. It is a story about following the natural way.
In the end, he never found the one moving the pieces, nor the meaning of life. But he did find a way to live: like a mountain, asking no questions and resisting nothing, simply being there.
This answer may not be thrilling, but it is real enough. In life, we are all searching for a reason to live, yet few of us ever find one. All we can do is try not to lose ourselves along the way.
