One morning the soft wind whispered
A tender and luminous ray fell
On fresh grass whose gaze unscattered
Thus a calm and touching warmth dwell
Early it is but the breeze brings forth serenity
Awake!
Suddenly the voice from the east break
Be sober and sane thus you may see beauty
This beauty in time shall turn to glory
Keep captivated by that beauty
Since that beauty alone could restore you
Be silent!
That you may grow and be patient
For in patience you shall listen
This silence will let you open
Just like blossoming petals to the warm ray of the sun
Give your ears more time and more chance
To the language of silence
That it may be purified and healed
From the numbness of polluted wind
Be ever ready!
Grab your sandals and jar
Filled with sweat and tears
Walk in the rugged road of the hills
To witness lilies grow
And how they smile and so radiant
Thus the soft wind spoke
And disperse as fragrant smoke
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