Solitude, this solitude, this birth\'s harsh
Dream awakening.
How long will it take? Illusion, touching that delusion
Surpassing the sky
No word is false, love is not false
Deep pain in the heart–yet not false
Only if the heart ignites or overflows
Trivial play, what an innocent child does
Just that, only that does
Nothing else
And desires to do nothing else.