The springs flow jolly to mingle with the seas,
All the time along with the melody of the breeze.
And vapouring clouds are climbing up hastily
To hug the heavens, then run over the wheat fields
With a sweet motion, how greatly after an interval
The gold yields, O friend! why do you roam into
The cold streets? Improve your own deeds
And unveil over your face the veil of apathy.
Behold, the bold wave of a fast river kissing
The shale is it fantasy? nay, but the reality
Without pairing no darling bud of dawn will bloom
Into bustle when the sun kisses the divine veils,
Who granted you massive bones and cute muscles?
And through the antique ages who shuffled
The milky way of stars to make them newable
All are just for you; therefore nothing is uncoupled.
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