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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383477" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Farmer and His Carabao</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting on a saddle-like mounted stones, <br>Watching the river runs gently yonder, <br>Wondrous, countless, tiny whirlpools, <br>Sublimely caught his eyes to ponder; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone, he sees, he hears nothing but<br>To himself as high as the bird flown, <br>To charcoaled stem of a dead tree, it sat, <br>Mimicked all noises if he had not known; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under that tree, his carabao rests in a paddle, <br>Snorting and snoozing on his muddy cradle, <br>But his master came to drag him out again, <br>So he rose without a splash of complain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back and forth, he and his master worked on, <br>To an acre of land that this man only owned, <br>As they labored together, time didn’t matter, <br>‘Till the summons of the night ruled thereafter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a glowing star afar from the moonlight spot, <br>A kerosene lamp lit by the window of cogon hut, <br>While the son’s fueling a kiln to steam a pot of rice, <br>The farmer and his carabao made home without sighs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Efren+Petalver+Carranza">Efren Petalver Carranza</a><div class=q>
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Watching the river runs gently yonder, 
Wondrous, countless, tiny whirlpools, 
Sublimely caught his eyes to ponder; 

Alone, he sees, he hears nothing but
To himself as high as the bird flown, 
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