“What can you say, when the world doesn’t stay That light behind the clouds, burning at bay Do you feel the night, rock with moonlight sway? Fool self, cold light could imitate day Or do you see warmth in the new found desires Make yourself radiant sunshine of earthly pyres Recognize the fragrance behind those blinding beautiful flowers Listening to glorious thunder, not captivated by showers Hiding in the comforting realm, surrendering blackness devours The breeze, the trees, the ease Of all this wonderful space empowers You dance in the freedom, That starlight righteous abyss never tires All the magic, burning in blessed hours, the moon is weeping Such sweet tears, and it is the sun that now ever so cowers”
