Surrender the boat of this world to the storm of neglect, for our existence is merely the dissolved, watery essence of a fictional tale.

Here, the poet asks the beloved to fearlessly abandon the boat of this world to the raging storm of indifference. Our existence is so fleeting and delicate—like a poignant story whose very core dissolves into tears even as it is spoken. Since we are already an evaporating illusion, surrendering the world to neglect brings no despair, only a quiet acceptance of impermanence.