But it is as it is, Love…
Α vibrant child, glowing and generous
gushes mindlessly into the streets,
to return jovial and profusely bleeding.
She will give you the solution
And she will shatter the dilemmas for you,
She would tell you if you behaved well,
she will guard and rescue you.
And If again it would seem to you that
most tragic it is
Suspicious and frightened to put her flame out,
And that you better let her stand close and upright,
covered in blood, splendid, and all alone...
Love,
She would tell you
~Now lay me into a river grand, not in a rivulet.
The rivulet will dry up and disappear,
but the river is not easily lost.
It fraternises with other rivers
And even if it is to be lost,
It will be lost in the sea, becoming one with her.
So, I tell you
Wish that and yearn for that with all your might
'Let all the beings be truly happy,
On Earth, in heavens and in the seven hells.
And thus, you breathe
And thus, they all enter a great adventure
And a slight inconvenience for a while,
And you, along with them...
Lay me into a river grand!
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