I asked a man of wisdom, "What is life ?"
He said, "A brew, the bitterer the better."
I said, "A worm lodged in the rose’s heart."
He said, "A child of fire, a salamander."
I said "There’s evil in its make-up."
He said, "To see no good in it is wickeder."
I said, "Its love of wandering is goalless."
He said, "Its very goal it is to wander."
I said, "It comes from and returns to dust."
He said, "The seed bursts forth from dust a flower."