STRAY BIRDS
207
Praise shames me, for I secretly beg for it.
208
Let my doing nothing when I have nothing to do become untroubled in its depth of peace like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.
209
Maiden, your simplicity, like the blueness of the lake, reveals your depth of truth.
210
The best does not come alone.
It comes with the company of the all.
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