Amidst suffering, death, the longing of separation Peace, joy, a breath of the infinite. Life flows on, a river. Smiling sun – Smiling moon – Twinkles in stars? eyes. Spring comes to my garden in splendid colors. Waves fade away, rise again. Blossoms wither away, bloom again. Where there is no erosion, no end, none at all of pettiness, My heart seeks surrender at the feet of such completeness.
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