STRAY BIRDS
100
The cloud stood humbly in a corner of the sky.
The morning crowned it with splendour
101
The dust receives insult and in return offers her flowers.
102
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
103
Roots are the branches down in the earth.
Branches are roots in the air.
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