The language of lack interest
along with the philosophy of retreating
into the corners of sorrow and withdrawing
will yield nothing of value
Instead leaning against
the green wall of hope
is the only path
toward the way of guidance
Wisdom and stillness
the morning star shone golden
When I woke on that morning
while the horses of lightning
wind and rain
neighed their beautiful neigh
reflecting upon the mirrors of their hearts
the splendor of gardens,
orchards, springs and rivers
the language of lack interest
and the philosophy of withdrawing
into the corners of sorrow and disappointment
will serve no purpose
there for let the mirrors of your heart
reflect the language of green hope
and green wisdom
the fragrance of violets
the bloom of chrysanthemums,
and the rustling of the trees
upon the mirrors
of the tormented hearts
