To love another is a heavy cross;
you are beautiful, without guile,
to discern your secret
solves the riddle of life together.
Spring hears the sounds of dreams
and the rustling of truth and its message.
Your family gave you firm foundations.
Your essence is as unselfish as the wind.
It’s easy to wake and start to see,
and shake off the rubbish from one’s heart,
and, then, live, clearly, without confusion,
All of this… it’s not so hard.