Yashtuni “ Look at the pictures and write poems Angels like ”

Keep this lake and sea

Thoreau's Walden Lake

The morning light came down quietly

The hills stand still

The trees wither and flourish quietly

The reflection is quietly projected into the lake

All in all

Listen to the heartbeat and breathing of the world

This is the purest corner of the world

Cut off the noise

No red and white

Pure heart filters in the lake

Nourish purity and ethereal

Get on the boat that ye has moored for a long time

Go on your own