You have given me Your love, filling the world with Your gifts.

Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.

Death's stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious.

My fancies are fireflies Specks of living light twinkling in the dark.

Saltwater heals, healing referring to its various forms; tears, cleanses and heals the soul; sweat, cleanses through labor; the ocean, heals in all its forms.

My dearest life, I know you are not mine forever; but do love me even if it’s for this moment. After that I shall vanish into the forest where you cast me, I won’t ask anyone for anything again. Give me something that can last me till I die.