To come together and be admired.
The sun , the moon , the stars and
The gorgeous sky , all so well attired.
What have I done to have all of them
For me? How did everything just stem
To make me comfortable and at ease?
They look so wonderful, like a diadem!
When I am empty of me , I can see
What most of the time, I just can't see
That there's grace flowing everywhere
That holds everything, including me!
At that time, there's so much harmony
I suddenly find, I am free of agony.
All my huffing and puffing is gone
The rough and tough has turned satiny!
Om Shantih
Ajit Sambodhi.
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