A man who understands

Man understands many things

But never the heart

Even the healer with thousands of followers

Will say I did not love a woman when I had her

A philosopher who can comprehend the purpose of our suffering

Will still say I did not understand a woman

Even the emperor who decides the life and death of nations of men

Will confess that he couldn’t turn her head to face him

Only the slave who does not own

even his own reflection

Who is cursed for his own strength

Who others refuse to admire

May understand how to hold the greatness of my heart