When it is necessary to even the uneven,
Even the great adept seems inept,
Sometimes on the finger, sometimes in the palm,
Leaning against the sky, it shines on the snow,
Even a great smith cannot hone it,
Even a master craftsman wouldn’t finish polishing it,
It is exceptional, unique,
Each branch of coral supports the moon.
Submitted May 23, 2019 at 07:02AM by TwoTutu2 http://bit.ly/2HLhEDD
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