This is kind of a Buddhist fairy tale. A child raised by a monk on an idyllic lake ventures out into the world and returns in a pattern that recurs eternally. It’s beautifully filmed, which I think is supposed to present the beauty of human experience as its redemption. This beauty is balanced against the pointlessness of suffering in endless cycles. This resonated with me because I’ve often been helped through hard and lonely times by losing myself in the beauty around me.