Before Death Takes Away What You Are

What? Are You Still Pretending You Are Separate From The Beloved?

Roar, Lion Of The Heart, And Tear Me Open!

Sorrows Are The Rags Of Old Clothes And Jackets That Serve To Cover, And Then Are Taken Off. That Undressing, And The Beautiful Naked Body Underneath, Is The Sweetness That Comes After Grief.

The Ground Submits To The Sky And Suffers Whatever Comes. Tell Me, Is The Earth Worse For Giving In Like That?

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.