Every Time I Wake, I Understand How

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

My Final Belief Is Suffering. And I Begin To Believe That I Do Not Suffer.

Situated In Some Nebulous Distance I Do What I Do So That The Universal Balance Of Which I Am A Part May Remain A Balance.

Beyond My Body My Veins Are Invisible.

You Can Owe Nothing, If You Give Back Its Light To The Sun.