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by on Monday, September 26th, 2011

The truly silent, who keep apart,
He is like a tree grown in a meadow.
It greens, it doubles its yield,
It stands in front of its lord.
Its fruit is sweet, its shade delightful,
Its end comes in the garden.

by on Monday, September 26th, 2011

Beginning of the teaching for life,
The instructions for well-being…
Knowing how to answer one who speaks,
To reply to one who sends a message.