The full world is yours if you want to, but, I've seen that you've already wanted it and you've already had it, and with the same simplicity and velocity you stopped wanting it. You took up a leaf from the ground and let it fall again. You yearned for the wind when you wanted fire, but, after all, between other heats, you blocked the wind. What fault do the wind have, that doesn't do anything more than be born and travell? What fault do the leaf have, on his bed of cement, having suffered lots of hardships before?