May you find peace though in silence
On this very earth as ‘tis in heaven;
The true love you’ve always given
Here there, in happiness and dejection,
Equally so at hard times of desperation,
Rue not even once in your life instance.
See, the world, the truest mold of genuine
Love of all lovers can never return
Oysters sacrificing for pearls from stones
Victimizing herself as candles for illumination
Ending only in endlessness of compassion.