Blessings are like water in a flowing river,

The water is ever flowing and passing on,

From one to another in never ending queue,

All  recipients add and multiply as the blessings flow,

From roots to stems to branches and leaves,

Providing food and oxygen for others to live,

From liquid to vapour and liquid again,

Bringing fresh water in the rain,

All living things survive because no one hoards,

All the blessings to himself but pass them on,

On and on the blessings flow,

You and I must not stop the flow;

We take what we need and pass on the rest,

In this way everyone can be blessed!


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