Youโre a song, a wished-for song.
I lost my hat while gazing at the moon, and then I lost my mind.
From the moment you entered this world of existence, a ladder was put in front of you so you could escape.
Appear as you are, or be as you appear.
Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God.
Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.