Midges fly by with shadows.

People have footprints and birds have feathers.

There is a way for snakes to cross.

Where there are cars, there are roads, and where there are trees, there are shadows.

Where there is fire, there is ashes.

Life comes and goes like a storm, but the footprints you stepped on are always there (Kirgiz)

When you walk forward, look back at your footprints (Uyghur)

No mysterious activity can be without corresponding material expression (Gide)