It is easy to be mean,
Ugly and unclean.
But to be good and kind,
With a fragrance of mind.
Is the hardest thing,
You will surely find.
How many people,
With souls', who have dark riddle.
But to find a soul, one of a kind,
Who lights' the world,
With beautiful smells',
Is surely the hardest thing.
Even the clearest of springs',
Will have mud,
That you can not touch.
Laying at the bottom of its', richest floods'.
