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The wheel of the law turns 
without pause.
After the rain good weather.
In the wink of an eye 
The universe throws off 
Its muddy clothes.
For ten thousand miles 
The landscape 
Spread out like a beautiful brocade.
Light breezes.  
Smiling flowers.
High in the trees, amongst 
The sparkling leaves 
All the birds sing at once.
Men and animals rise-up reborn.
What could be more natural?  
After sorrow, comes joy.57