Feeling so sleepy, I’m alone In a flower garden. With problems unsolved, Seeking external help. All of a sudden Something invisible, an Unheard voice Touched my heart. Softly and Gently, Troubles fled away. flowering trees shone Giving hope for fruits.
Observe not to hold anything your own Struggle and playing in the midst of heart Never feed them any Let them nourish themselves They take the time they need and perish or vanish Instead, fill it with a fruitful thought