The night is covered in the chaos and nothingness of the external world, and the remaining transparent emotions in it bring about the faint dawn. I hope that the front of the dawn will not be grasped by hands and crushed to pieces, but become something inherited by our inner world. That thing exists to bring about the courage to face all sorrows, to emit a higher level of radiance than all joys, and to praise and be compassionate to all life.
Thank you, dark remaining night. . .