Going out there is no other.
Coming back there is no trace.
Though we must love one another,
whose is the beloved’s face?
Start from wherever you wish to,
you cannot end up in a different place.
Scrutinise carefully the mirrors around you,
all that you see is the same old face.
Blame not the mirror for the malformation,
polishing the glass won’t improve the skin.
If you intend a transformation,
smile with a smile that warms from within.