Beautiful Inference

One should not grieve over not understanding the thoughts of others, but the making of one's own mind. What a shame not to meet the real self. What a shame not to develop your self to its very true nature. It is like poetry. Everything in your mind or its nature can be explained in plain words, or by beautiful inference, which every human will understand, feel every strain of it. After all, we are all the same inside. Reach out today, tomorrow, inwards and outwards. 

you feel what is not

there, but there; isn't it all

beautiful sadness?