TEARS OF GRATITUDE
(A poem of natural wisdom)
If
Asking me:
What’s the most precious thing in life?
I will always
Shed tears of gratitude
If
Singing to life
Songs of praise
with loud voice
I will delicate
The garlands of gratitude
To humanity
If
The bouquet of the heart
Shining
Blooming
I will
Smell
The gratitude’s fragrance
The power of gratitude
Rises up
Tomorrow’s hope
The fountain of life
Will not decay
The spring-sunshine of gratitude
Comforts
Ill
A wounded heart
Will never
Rot
The bosom of gratitude
Its poetical values
Innocent
A devious future
Its brightness
Re-appears
The compass of gratitude
Its direction
Not strayed
In the ocean of wind and rain
An aim
Not dim
The faith of gratitude
Persistent
Unbreakable
Climbing dangerous ranges
No regrets
No complains
The heart of gratitude
Its wisdom
Not seized
The temptation to gain
Morality
Not violated
The inherent goodness of gratitude
Human nature
The heart beat
Standing in the world
Its root base
For a thousand generations
Not disguised
Tides of gratitude
Purge away
Selfish desires
The future of humankind
Its poetical values
Magnificent
By Shanlin-Tzu
