I want time to Japan and to China for years.
However, I lack nothing because I can not do that now.
I just fly in my dreams there.
The costly 'a penny, and I have not so far away let alone my children.
I may likely be right back one week to my Baltic Sea.
When I again find there a dead tree that reaches up to the morning for the campfire, I will probably happy, scold a fool that I ever wanted to fly to Japan and China. And if not, I'll at least try it.
The water, the rocks, the fire, even a sip of red wine, dräuendes storms, being alone, the vastness of the world.
The world is infinitely beautiful.
The love of nature is not even with that really comparable to a wife or their own children or the arts.
Not that it would be important, estimable higher. Not at all.
It covers a simply different.
They passed through a certain in a way only unconditional. A man alone with everything.
They talk up themselves. Man is just there. It sits between the five elements in them and it just is.
Grows by a then still not too much sadness, so that love can lead to big wide leading force.
