In the presence of the rising Sun !
The working ground was not social,
It is biological,
The process was not automated,
but It is chemical,
Like anything, it had a beginning and an end,
First was the birth that made everyone happy,
And finally it was the death that made everyone sad,
Salubriousness in between,
Those who are responsible for maintaining that health,
They and the drug approach the disease from a parallel line......,
Conquering It.......,
In it the victory is mixed with the ingredients of virtue,
Rare expressions of attention and love
Soft touches of determination and consolation,
There are effervescence of kindness in their heart,
There are some visible criteria for indifference,
Knowledge about the body made by God.. Its awareness,
He feels Ecstacy in the will of God,
Those who have experienced the term inversion of fate,
yet those who work to regain confidence in It,
Those who surprise the lives that stand within the walls of high or low biochemical synergies with words of consolation,
Those who easily deal with momentary life expressions......,
They knows the pain of others and works to eliminate it,
They, doer of good deeds...,
The one who struggles to sustain life and longs for its healing,
One who understands the insignificance of these sighs...,
By wearing the sanctity...