Everything is moving forward without understanding. We have been pursuing the light, but we can never reach a glimmer of light. People around us finally fell into darkness one by one, and only then did we realize that we had never longed for the light. Poetry and wine have long been dusty, our blood no longer has the power to spray, we will drift with the tide, but we only live for the life we yearn for.
You have finally reached the eternal light, and there is finally a boundary between us that can never be crossed. And where your glory comes, is where my remaining weeping lies.