Water flows fast in trenches,
The rain makes noise on rooftops
And students sit in a classroom
But where does life sit?
Where does life flow?
It's a pity we can't see life.
Weaver birds sing a beautiful song,
So we notice they dwell here
But where and when has life ever song?
Even the watery sky -with heavy rain drops
Does make me wonder!
If God can show himself up,
Then why not life?
If flowers grow,
Beautiful and lively,
Why then doesn't life blossom
Like a carpenter makes chairs
That delight the users,Why ever doesn't life delight us?
I say life is life and nothing more,
It's merely a name.