In the silence of the night, longing becomes exceptionally intense. You long for a person, a memory, a moment in time, or a chance encounter. You often wonder if that person is also thinking of you at this very moment. Though separated by vast distances, are you both gazing at the same bright moon? Your thoughts wander gracefully, imagining what his expression might be when he misses you. Such imaginings bring an involuntary smile to your lips; thus, despite the distance, both of you share the same gentle expression. Longing is a soul's call that transcends thousands of mountains and rivers. Because you hear his call, you remember him; because he hears yours, he remembers you. In the stillness of the night, the sound of that call is remarkably clear, making the longing all the more profound.
