Chien is dog in French, heaven in Chinese. It is all the same. This morning fog climbs toward sky, hiding crows and deer. It is all the same.
I am not I.
I am this one
Walking beside me whom I do not see,
Whom at times I manage to visit,
And whom at other times I forget;
The one who remains silent when I talk,
The one who forgives, sweet, when I hate,
The one who takes a walk where I am not,
The one who will remain standing when I die.
—Juan Ramon Jimenez