May 7, 2010


Quit weeping and wailing,
Make the melancholy stop,
Listen up to my words!
Life is a runnel,
The fittest move on,
Some silt might be left behind.
Even if the water wants it to stay,
The silt will part,
There is no glue that binds.
The water too shall go away,
It too might disappear,
But as long as it drifts,
It is gleeful and spreads joy.
When water is do why not you?
Smile when in trouble,
Time and people once gone,
Become silt,
They enrich the earth,
And mirth the gleaner.
But when you are the flowing river,
Symbolize fortitude and vivant,
For life is benevolence,
And to live it is an art.

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