… Within the scope of one’s mind and heart,
Lives the seed of what man has sown.
Some seeds have blossomed into art;
And some have spoiled and weeds have grown.
… Ah, what richness each of us has at birth!
Like spring buds being born by sun.
Don’t we all have a gift of earth?
Like every bud blooms, but one!
… We all breathe with proper care.
It will show the beauty of each seed.
We all breathe the same air;
And none to claim special breed!! …