‎The creation yearns, it desires to express, ‎To show forth the innate beauty ‎That emanates from it's essence. ‎Trees grow, some pierce the sky while others stay close to the earth. ‎Lions roar and the fragrance of peace is made unpleasant by fear. ‎The man is just like that, finding ‎Pleasure but yet always searching. ‎Looking into the sky yet never going beyond the stars, ‎Man searches but never finds anything that catches his gaze. ‎One could even wonder why man finds no rest. ‎