One Bright Star

I am fond of those dykes holding up love and hope, really they are very few in this world though they are mostly adulterated, still they are, I believe, full of love and milk please, do not de sacred them, do not love too much deep to be called a fanatic, look at the sky there is only one bright star, after so much churning whatever you produce is not nectar, in the term of that in disguise, it is a great fallacy as no hills under the ground covered with much greens, remember only rivers flow with honey when you are in fantasy, one more thing, fruits are sweeter but when they are made forbidden and, so, no fire can acts like a balm on your burning, do not try to cover that bright star, you will burn yourself only, clever are those who go near to it for its blessings.