Oogway Ascends

Try to find goodness in everything you seek

For this key

was always nothing

U A, M.

There are no accidents

There is no secret ingredient

There is no key

Because the door is always open

And this is Oomer’sgWay’s Legacy:

Shall we go faster, shall we go slower

What kind of imperfection do we look for?

Maybe a bit slower, maybe a bit faster: