The beauty you have is endless

Not satisfied watching you all days.

In all objects O mother, I feel you

As the grass takes a bath with dew,

When the birds are chirping on the tree

The darkness is dispelled and let them free,

When the petal expands the heart

In no time I draw the beautiful art,

The busy bees collecting honey

When spring arrives with a box of money,

In ...

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