THE WHEEL OF LAW
turns without pause.
After rain, good weather.
In the wink of an eye
The universe throws off
its muddy clothes.
For ten thousand miles
the landscape
spreads out like a beautiful brocade.
Light breezes, smiling flowers.
High in the trees, amongst
the sparkling leaves
all the birds sing at once,
men and animals rise up reborn.
What could be more natural?
After sorrow comes happiness.
Ho Chi Minh