A Link on a Trip

I only wish to become a spirit;
Shadows love the sunlight,
Like a golden torch,
Illuminating a temple.

I can only manifest myself,
When I'm between the sun and the wind;

The laughing is so smooth,
When I can dance on her.

I only live for the pleasure and wisdom;
In which the world is still willing to get built up.

"It is not the way you appear by the outside;
It is the way you feel by the inside,
which determines your true self"

Like a river that continues its course;

It's the existence continuing its evolution.