Friday, November 30, 2012

Mangoes from acacia



God pays with compound interest,
For that you put in your account.
All the work done by you is in deposit,
Happiness and sorrow is withdrawn amount.
Whatever you like to take,
Learn first to give it.
None can receive mangoes from acacia,
To milk a wooden cow is not fit.
Who like both sunrise and sunset,
All are alike for them flower and thorn.
Cold and summer, gloom and light,
They don’t worry evening or morn.

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