The Great Gardener Has Many FlowersAlthough darkened storms temper True and Good,
Grows these flowers inside a field of weeds.
A righteous man secures his livelihood,
Speaking of the facts and doing good deeds.
Sacred and pure are His seeds spread to sprout,
Humbly now do they follow the Great Way.
His nurturing will end this ancient drought,
As they inch tall, tolerating the day.
No, the weather does not remain its best,
And the human mind does shift immoral.
To make a kind man into the oppressed,
Silly to do when he has no quarrel.
Springtime blossoms signal the momentous,
Golden wheel turns this season so precious!