In time of life.I try to get out of an endless dream.Imagine the Sky is blue and Ocean are clear.If we can give Peace, Justice and Love a chance.Maybe life can live free on.Memory of the past are all precious.But Voiceless tears tell so much about life.A hundred thousand worlds are flowers in the sky.Asimple mind and body are moonlight on the water.Once the cunning ends and transformations stop.At that moment there is no place for thought.The shade of noble trees spreads in all directions.Below the trees a tiny hut is perfectly secluded.Beyond the sound of cart or horse or sign of human tracks.Behind my door I sit all day alone cross-legged.I follow my impulsive feet wherever they might go.My body is a pine tree surrounded by the snow.Sometimes I simply stand beside a flowing stream.If this is an illusion, I give up reality.
Make my life a dream that never wakes up.
