There Is No Self in This Mortal World

Have nothing to do and have a happy day Broken flowers and willows will last forever Willing to be a guest from the South and follow all directions Hymns to the Lonely Soul Far away from the world of mortals, waves of water The sky is full of fireworks like flowers floating in the sky Rain comes from all directions and tide comes from all directions Returning fish from all over the world quietly The east wind whispers softly on the hair tips The west wind rumbles the waves The south wind covers the willow trees A lovely night in the north I can't sleep this night* I'm confused Write a day for this world This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.