Fallen leaves with the autumn wind, a monk sweeps
Flying flowers in the dusk rain, wife self has mercy
In afterlife, I will become a butterfly to visit over the world
Today I want to reach the clouds to be proud of the human earth
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Great imagination and a wonderful portrayal of a wish relating to afterlife. Thanks, Dear Poet. In afterlife, I will become a butterfly to visit over the world Today I want to reach the clouds to be proud of the human earth