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Poetry

By VVAW

Without the cold and
Bleakness of winter,
The warmth and splendour
of spring
There could never be.

Misfortunes have steeled
and tempered
Me,
And strengthened
My resolve
Even further.

- Ho Chi Minh

The wheel of 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

spreads out like a beautiful brocade
Light breezes, smiling flowers.

High in the trees, amongst
the sparkling leaves

all the birds sing at once.
People and animals rise-up reborn

What could be more natural?
After sorrow, comes happiness.

- Ho Chi Minh