Your thoughts are sleeping while
Everyone is awake;
If you are dreaming and wanting to smile
Sit on a rock and wait.
Do not worry if the mountain is so high
You fly not because of your wings
But because the wind is your bosom friend.
When you illuminate in the dark
Yet you still long for peace:
Open your eyes and know who you are.
When everything is lost and not found
Remember where you nourished your childhood –
In your sweet dreams when everyone was asleep.
