Daniel Andis Photography

At dawn I unite with the breeze

To announce the coming of light

At eventide I join the birds

In bidding the light farewell.

I drink dew for wine

and hearken to the voices of the birds

And dance to the rhythmic swaying of the grass.

I am the lover

I am the memory of a moment of happiness;

I am the last gift of the living to the dead;

I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.

But I look up high to see only the light

And never look down to see my shadow.

This is wisdom which man must learn.