In the spring of life- The peal of bells brings delight. Lotus floats away, Borne on the winds of sorrow. Lost, the sands that pass unseen.
In the spring of life- The peal of bells brings delight. Lotus floats away, Borne on the winds of sorrow. Lost, the sands that pass unseen.
Fields of lotus lush In the distance mountain tops Valleys with water
Lotus rimed with ice The spring mountains shake fiercely Hare leaps through the sky
Lotus from murk blooms Muddy water sliding off Crimson petals stunning There is an old saying (I am fond of them) that says “Better to stay silent and be thought a fool than open one’s mouth and remove all doubt.” …