Chapter Seventeen

LAY CALM

The stream flows with a gentle speed

The tortoise's walks are so slow

Yet it always has a clear mind

One focused to its a simple goal

Of it's a long yet lonely journey.

Calm at thought it walks

With no impression of the world

For each of them holds a thought

Clam in all the world they think

Saying it's the best for your life

Yet they use it not to rise.

Lay calm in that stream my love

Though it flows at a slow pace

It will still wash away your sorrow

To leave you with a cheerful smile

Lay calm in the shallow stream my love

For its pure and clean

More like a white washed sieve

To filter off all the pending anger

And wash away the rumor bearers

Forgetting the poor mentors not

For their words are real poison

One that weakens your heart and mind

Digging a gab between our love life

For our tears delight them

That they put in much effort

To see us tumbling down.

Listen to them not my love

For their words are bitter

Even beyond the bitter pepper

For they have narrowed their paths

That hold their future precept

And now crave for company

Clam to leave them in charge

Walking deathly with smiles

As though they hold all in hand

For their unvarnished role is now set

And never for ounce will it change.