I think AND THANK always my inner soul
Before I express myself in any of the real terms

It really doesn’t know the articulations
With which some people try to excel in all their deeds

It adapts all good gestures and kind stances
With purity of heart and serenity of soul

It reminds me of the first snow
That doesn’t relinquish at any time to stand all the tests of nature

It aims high but contends with the receipt of all it deserves without a murmur
I hence love it and live comfortably with its high ply ever and forever