Come To The Root Of The Root

I Drank Water From Your Spring And Felt The Current Take Me.

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

People Of The World Don't Look At Themselves, And So They Blame One Another.

The Moment An Inspiring Thought Enters Your Heart, Appreciate It As A Dear Guest Visiting You That Day.

Now Is The Time To Unite The Soul And The World.