Listen My Friend
A scorpion stings, does not massage
A snake bites, does not lick
Water runs down-hill
Clouds are mobile in the sky
God is invisible and holy
If you see scorpion that massages
Snake that licks its victim
Water that flows uphill
Clouds that live in trees
God that is seen and worldly
Then introspect
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