In my garden of love
There is no boundary
There are no words
And no numbers to count
As nothing to illustrate
Nothing to ponder
There exists no dictionary
Or thesaurus to find meaning
Or to define rage, wrath, greed
Jealous, sadness, sorrow and poverty
Joy and happiness either
But absolute silence is the essence
The lion pets the deer
While the deer embrace the grass
No weavers to weave
And no peasants to toil
None owns land in arrogance
And no helpers in anguish
