The high land is high and prestigious in position,
It always pushes all the water to the low land to keep itself free,
The low accepts it gleefully
And the water also gets the low's kind hospitality.
The high land rules over everything with great authority,
The low knows its limitations,
It can not match with the strength and status of the high,
But it is not low in spirit as it has got honest and generous mind,
The water is pleased to get shelter in the amiable and affectionate bosom of the low
And it is certain there about its mental peace and serenity.
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