This world is truly Beautiful. 

All things that are natural, still, and a-desirous are Beautiful.

The trees, the Sun, the air, and the Sky are always wonderful. 

For they are indifferent to their fate. 

They are momentary, unattached, light, and graceful. 

They are not going anywhere. 

They have no intentions, goals, or ideas. 

As for Human Life, it is a stream of tremendous turmoil. 

A Human Life is bestowed with moments of beauty. 

But all in all, a Human is drowning in a vast ocean of tumultuous suffering.