Gold

What I call gold is our paddy, corn, fruits, vegetables,

our woods, forests, 

the creatures of the land, of the water,  

the land, the mountains, the streams, the lakes, the sea,  

the clouds, the air, the heavens,  the sun, …

just picture them, how wonderful, precious they are.

These, they, are the true, real gold, so invaluable, for us. What a loss, disaster, were they no more, for man, creatures, all living alike.

Were gold abundant as sand of the sea, who would care for it? That, which we call gold, destroying, ruining the earth after it for the sake of money, is not true gold.

Not to mention of the gold that is in a beautiful thought, a beautiful writing, painting, …