A provider needs to know: Are you making the most of my blessing?
Weights can be wellsprings of exceptional delight.
As of late, unfit to recognize weights and blessings,
Indian elephants dragged seventeen tons of teak logs over the Himalayas.
Every one of us has made his or her own form of this slip-up.
Love is a blessing.
Weights sell out themselves by the shake of their needs.
Every one of us needs to know: Am I a weight or a blessing?
Not very many comprehend that to be a blessing one must get in excess of one gives,
Indeed, even while loads come decked out in strips and bows.
Declining a blessing brings lament, not blame.
Waiting questions might be alluded to a mirror.
Recently the elephants returned: upbeat, sweat-soaked, and significantly more shrewd.
