Do we not see all humans unaware Of what they want, and always searching everywhere, And changing place, as if to drop the load they bear?
The mind like a sick body can be healed and changed by medicine.
It is pleasurable, when winds disturb the waves of a great sea, to gaze out from land upon the great trials of another.
Gently touching with the charm of poetry.
The sum of all sums is eternity.
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.