The Wind Steps on the Sky

The Wind Steps on the Sky

by Picture Within A Poem

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This is an era where magic and technology resonate. It is a new era. The layers of mist of history have been lifted. It is just a wish of magic. Who is peeping from behind and in the darkness? Who can let the years pass by and look at the suffering of all living beings? This god has been buried, but the guarding gods quickly knelt down and bathed in the king's glory. Turning my back on all sentient beings, I have been facing the king all my life. Did I achieve it, or did it tear me down? Withered bones and ashes on the royal road, dancing pavilions and singing platforms, and asking questions in the dark - only after experiencing nine levels of loneliness can the world be settled. Wind, please be stronger. I am free and yearn for your kingdom. Blow away the smell of sin, the warmth of light, the malice of darkness, the filth of six desires, the black smoke mixed with the smell of ditches, and the poetry of childhood. Hey, far away, what has been heard is transformed, what remains is God, I see through everything, the divine moon of salvation, I stop for a moment, but dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust!

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