Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us.
Like threads of silver seen through crystal beads Let love through good deeds show.
What good I see humbly I seek to do, And live obedient to the law, in trust That what will come, and must come, shall come well.
There is no caste in blood.
Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.
A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field.