The Qubba squadrons could not hold onto it after that, for the night was clearing. As for the stars, the light of morning could not hide them. If the night brought loneliness and pain, it also brought hope and tranquility, and all that we desire from another life for this yearning soul. When the darkness of night fades and a new morning dawns, everything is calmer, everything is brighter, and everything is more beautiful and peaceful. In the midst of this deep darkness, the soul was suffering and in great pain. It did not find solace within itself, but rather searched for it in the entire universe, so that the stars could be its guide. There was a strong and beautiful love, but it could not last forever like this. And souls could not endure that. Even if it was necessary at that time. There was nothing to be a salvation from worry. Patience was the only means. Patience was the only thing that could bear sorrow.