Moonlight on the Treetops

Of all things in this world, beauty is the hardest to keep. Youth departs from the mirror, and flowers fall from the trees.

Once you enter the palace gates, the sea stretches deep. One wrong step, and when you look back, you are already a flower adrift in the sea, tossed about, with no certainty of life or death.

Under the currents and the driving storms, the flower in the sea will eventually bloom, and will eventually find a little duckweed to cling to.