Open Hands to the Wind - Intellectual

Nothing can be obtained by grasping at the wind

There is no escape from the dualism of life

Vanity of vanities

I am

I'm embittered towards humanity for its failures

For failures

Yet I possess all of these same shortcomings

There is grief in wisdom, sorrow in truth

There is grief in wisdom, sorrow in

Yet the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning

And by a sad countenance...

...the heart is made stronger in time

So I embrace this burden

And weep for the fools

That chase the wind