I Am A Song Bird, I Am

For Each And Every Person, Our Lord And Master Provides Sustenance. Why Are You So Afraid, O Mind? The Flamingos Fly Hundreds Of Miles, Leaving Their Young Ones Behind. Who Feeds Them, And Who Teaches Them To Feed Themselves? Have You Ever Thought Of This In Your Mind?

Whatever Kind Of Seed Is Sown In A Field, Prepared In Due Season, A Plant Of That Same Kind, Marked With The Peculiar Qualities Of The Seed, Springs Up In It.

An Adopted Son Shall Never Take The Family, Name And The Estate Of His Natural Father, The Funeral Cake Follows The Family, Name And The Estate, The Funeral Offerings Of Him Who Gives ,his Son In Adoption Cease, As Far As That Son Is Concerned.

Giving No Pain To Any Creature, Let Him Slowly Accumulate Spiritual Merit, For The Sake ,of Acquiring A Companion To The Next World, Just As The White Ant ,gradually Raises Its Hill.

That One Plant Should Be Sown And Another Be Produced Cannot Happen; Whatever Seed Is Sown, A Plant Of That Kind Even Comes Forth.