I am reading,
From a codex of bliss;
A song never before read.
It's both means and the end.
It's formless beauty,
Matchless form.
When pain, doubt and despair,
Tried to overpower me,
I wondered if my experience was real;
I returned to this profound,
Abode of bliss,
The Absolute harmony,
Ineffable bounty,
Mystery of life,
Essence which dreams,
I realized that suffering,
Was merely a passing shadow,
The eternal song of ecstasy,
Was my true home.
It's ever new,
Ever fresh,
Without identity or limitations,
Well-being which is real.
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Beautiful poem! The line, “I realized that suffering, Was merely a passing shadow,” is my favorite! Hurt only comes to pass you!
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Thanks for your kind words đŸ˜„
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You’re very welcome!
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