Truth is like a river

A Zen master is surrounded by his monks at his deathbed. The senior monk leans over and asks the master for any final words of wisdom he may have for his monks. The old master weakly says, “Tell them that Truth is like a river.” The senior monk relays this message on to the other monks. The youngest monk in the group is confused, and asks, “What does he mean that Truth is like a river?” The senior monk relays this question back to the master, who sends the reply, “Okay, Truth is not like a river.”