The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute,

Even When You Tear Its Petals Off One After Another, The Rose Keeps Laughing And Doesn’t Bend In Pain. “why Should I Be Afflicted Because Of A Thorn? It Is The Thorn Which Taught Me How To Laugh.” Whatever You Lost Through Fate, Be Certain That It Saved You From Pain.

Every Forest Branch Moves Differently In The Breeze, But As They Sway They Connect At The Roots.

Love Is The Whole Thing. We Are Only Pieces.

Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

Pull The Thorn Of Existence Out Of The Heart! Fast! For When You Do, You Will See Thousands Of Rose Gardens In Yourself.