The Inevitability of Return

At the threshold of ending, there appeared a pair of wondrous eyes that could not be ignored.

I have learned in the presence of trampled memory that you utterly failed to accept my departure. None of us could have imagined that reunion could be so agonizing in the endless flowing of this bewildered gaze.

Your silence had revealed the clearly manifest allure of the flesh, as if it were lost in the sudden deviation of the pole star, inspired by a mantra that conquers death.

With your return, the long wait has ended. Your dwelling is not in any mere idol—worldly pretense destroys the heart's stability, exhausting all sweetness.