Oh! Existence ! Behold!
Stop and listen,
hear me cry and mourn,
for oh you, the nomadic winds,
and oh you the,
strong and steady mountains,
blazing fire,
running rivers,
barely visible organisms,
highly lit stars,
the bringer of day and the day,
today you both listen,
for eyes go dry,
and hearts still bleed,
put aside your magnificent existence,
and hear,
the pain of loosing the beloved,
is something no one can bear,
