Love is like a deer,
which leaps on mountains...

Throughout the vast sky,
Above the clouds...

The bushes have flowers.
Flowers are lovely...

Birds soar high;
Above the clouds...

Birds came from the woods
made a nest in banyan tree...

The tree has no blossoms nor fruits,
But the red bird likes to live there in that tree...

sadness seen through eyes of bird ,
which sits -in hill above...

Father in heaven who
knows me fullest...

Little plant which flowers
in the full moonlite night has a hope...

Two blue birds have a nest;
wonderfully built ,with care...

She saw pretty blue flowers beside the hills,
hundreds of them danced in the breeze...

He was a farmer two hundred years ago.
Then soul went to rotate in a jar,being cleansed...