Although the wind
blows terribly here,
the moonlight also leaks
between the roof planks
of this ruined house.
~ Izumi Shikibu, "Although the wind ... ," translated by Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Aratani, from THE INK DARK MOON.
For Love to be fully satisfied,
it must lower itself even unto nothingness,
and transform this nothingness into Fire.