What I am afraid is not what
I am thinking about...
And, what I am thinking is
not that it scares me.

Living in this world
is a life with illness...
And the cure under...,
is to keep practicing best
Long-suffering, and
Beautifying your mind
to all social living
nearby your life

You can see the world
Today is filled and fit
The sun of all creatures
Are shine and bright
And their moon is full
Bright, the skies are joy
The earth is balanced...
The justice has arrived
The lies are fallen asleep
And the truth is awake
And the East smiles at
The West and the North
Smiles at South, the flood
Of light washed away the
Darkness...

This life, pain me
Not because I am
Sick just because
I am falling onto
a something very
Fragile, like glassy
and ceramics, which
is invisible but
Touchable, it touches
People's feelings, in a
way of hurt and joy
In the morning and
Night, in the sunrise
and sun set, in the
Sleep and the awake,
In everywhere and
All where...
Because of love
this life is paining
Me