If you lay bound upon the wheel of change,
And there was no way of breaking free from the chain,
The Heart of the boundless Being would then be a curse,
And the Soul of all Things would be nothing but Pain.
You are not bound! The Soul of all Things is sweet,
The Heart of all Being is celestial rest:
Stronger than woe is will: that which was Good
Will eventually pass from Better to Best.
— An ancient poem