Either you have work or you have not.
When you have to say, "Let us do something", then begins mischief.
The sunflower blushed to own the nameless flower as her kin.
The sun rose and smiled on it, saying, "Are you well, my darling?"
Who drives me forward like fate?
The Myself striding on my back.
The clouds fill the watercups of the river, hiding themselves in
the distant hills.
I spill water from my water jar as I walk on my way
Very little remains for my home
The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark.