He gives sanctuary indiscriminately to all creatures.
He is unmovable and untaintable.
He is shielded by the great wall of unconditional love.
His root is sixty-three years old.
His trunk is sixty-three years young.
His branches reach unboundable perimeter.
His leaves are continuously revived.
His fruits are the ultimate elixir.
When a raging storm is shattering the tree,
When torrential rain is drenching the branches,
When the draught is shriveling the fruits,
And the fierce wind has blown away all the leaves,
The creatures scurry in tremendous despair.
Our tree is hurt, but we are hurt even more.
There is no shade to give us comfort.
There is no trunk to give us strength.
There is no water to quench our desires.
There is no food to nurture our dreams.
Our tree is damaged, but we are damaged even more.
Our deep-rooted culture is our souls.
Our unique custom is our minds.
Our colorful land is our bodies.
Our King is our hearts.
Thailand is our country, not yours.
There are other countries with different cultures.
There are other countries with different customs.
There are other countries with different civilizations.
There are many other countries with different ideas.
There is only one Thailand with all her pride.
Love Thailand for what Thailand is.
Love Thailand for what Thailand loves.
Love Thailand for what Thailand has.
Love Thailand for what you come to Thailand for.
Do not change Thailand to be what you come away from.
Hurting our King is hurting Thailand.
Learn to let the Thai people be free as it is our name.
Thai means Free.
Thailand is the land of the free.
She is proud, she is elegant and she is perfect.
When Thailand wants to change,
She will change.
Not before, not after, and not by anyone.
Rujireka, 5/27/10, New York