In the darkness, do I write?
About the bright and lively life,
Is it the emptiness?
Reminding me of the surrounding,
Is it sorrow?
Reminding me of joy,
Is it hate?
Reminding me of love,
Is it failure?
Reminding me of success,
Is it means?
Reminding me of the ends,
Is it this body?
Reminding me of soul,
Is it death?
Reminding me of Life,
Strange aren’t the ways of life?
To teach us what really is life.
