No fellow, no company, no friend, no colleagues, no men, no superior officers, no benefactor, no lesson, no teacher, no aim, no object, no hope, no despair, no sadness, no rejoice.

Nevertheless, anything is never out of control.

No schedule, no scheme, no inspection, no repair, no completion.

Nevertheless, everything is never based on disorderly.

Any disappointment could be eliminated so lightly.
Any resentment could be swept away from any mind.

Happiness and unhappiness could be at mutually back to back.

All our lifetime running could not be only private nor only public.

Only wind and own breathe should be arranged.
Sometimes an emotion to whistle comes up to mind.

However, not absorbed in lament nor sentiment.
Neither wanting to hold certain course.

Just carried onto unidentified field.
And that must not be the last destination nor point of departure.

Jun. 3rd.   2021