Some Lines About Nature

Wild streams which have sweetness come
from the hill of spices,
flow through the rocks of hardness.
Ends in river finally.
Soil which is dry gets enough water
from the clouds of kindness.
Kindness to the seed of tree that sleeps in soil.

Bobby Peter
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