SPRING ARRIVES, FLOWERS ARE RED, LEAVES TURN GREEN BY THEMSELVES
(A poem of natural wisdom)
Spring
arrives, flowers are red, leaves turn green by themselves
Autumn
approaches, blossoms wither, leaves drift
We
speak, are silent, act, are still - complete ease
Infinite
wisdom discerns sincerity,
truth
By Shanlin-Tzu
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