There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
Poetry is not the opinion stated. It is a song that appears instead of a bloody wound or a smiling mouth.
If you would behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one.
Your friend is your needs answered.
Love is quivering happiness.
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.