Live.
Every moment, with every breath.
Live with courage.
Fill your soul quiver with flowering arrows.
Don't be sad to live.
The inaction to tremble.
Which little by little, like the wave that sweeps over the rock,
it numbs your senses.
Feel.
Let the bow strings stroke.
Sometimes calm, sometimes with fury.

So that the body in the notes dive
and your existence, like a candle flame in the wind,
dance with grace.