73
Feathers in the dust lying lazily content
have forgotten their sky.
74
The flower which is single
need not envy the thorns
that are numerous.
75
The world suffers most from the disinterested tyranny
of its well-wisher.
76
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price
for our right to live.
77
Your careless gifts of a moment,
like the meteors of an autumn night,
catch fire in the depth of my being.
78
The faith waiting in the heart of a seed
promises a miracle of life
which it cannot prove at once.
79
Spring hesitates at winter's door,
but the mango blossom rashly runs out to him
before her time and meets her doom.
80
The world is the ever-changing foam
that floats on the surface of a sea of silence.