Hence, I started to like the moon.
Because I cannot count all the waves
During this lifetime
Hence, I started to like the sea.
Because I cannot count all the leaves
During this lifetime
Hence, I started to like the trees
Because I cannot conceive which stem
Will bear the most likable rose
Hence, I started to like the fragrance
Since my pen cannot write everything
Which my mind keeps thinking
I opened my heart to set my soul free.