When I reached the shore, the fog of the mountain legs dangling like a piece of the veil that adorn the face of a girl. I see the waves that berdeburan. I hear praise, praise to God and meditate over the eternal power hidden in the waves it - the power that ran with the wind, mountain climbing, smiling through the lips of the rose and sang with the murmur of water flowing in ditches.
Then I saw three Putera Darkness sitting on a rock. I went to him as if there was a power that drew no I can fight it.
I stopped a few steps from the Son of Darkness was as if there was a magical power that held me back. At that time, one of them stood up and with a voice that seemed to come out of the sea he said:
"Life without love is like a tree that is not flowering and fruiting. And love without beauty like a flower without fragrance and aroma as the fruit without seeds. Life, love and beauty are three in one, which can not be separated or modified."
The second son said in a voice echoed like a waterfall, "Life without struggle as the losing seasons four seasons blossoms. And the struggle without the right as barren deserts. Life, the struggle and the right are three in one that can not be separated or modified."
Then the third son opened his mouth like thunder booms:
"Life without freedom like a body without a soul and without a sense of freedom as the spirit of confusion. Life, liberty and the reason is three in one, eternal and never disappear."
Furthermore, the three of them stood up and said with a shaky voice:
'That children love,
The fruits of the struggle,
As a result of freedom,
Three manifestations of God,
And God is the expression
from nature wise. '
When the sad silence, only the rustling of wings is invisible and vibe subtle bodies that constantly.
I closed my eyes and heard the echo of which has just passed. When I opened my eyes, I no longer see the Son, the Son of Darkness, only the sea that is embraced halimunan. I sat down, not looking at anything else except incense smoke curled into heaven.