Pain Is A Treasure, For It Contains

I Said To The Night, "if You Are In Love With The Moon, It Is Because You Never Stay For Long." The Night Turned To Me And Said, "it Is Not My Fault. I Never See The Sun, How Can I Know That Love Is Endless?

For Hundreds Of Thousands Of Years I Have Been Dust-grains Floating And Flying In The Will Of The Air, Often Forgetting Ever Being In That State, But In Sleep I Migrate Back.

Many Of The Faults You See In Others, Dear Reader, Are Your Own Nature Reflected In Them.

I Am The Glorious Sun, The Ocean Laden With Pearls. Within My Heart Is The Grandeur Of Heaven.

Love Is That Flame That Once Kindled Burns Everything, And Only The Mystery And The Journey Remain.