The black-footed Garuda bird flies across the sky; a black-hued serpent dies in a deep well, all unseen. So, stop bragging of your greatness, O heart! Be like the river that merges into the wavy ocean.
Tirumantiram 2513
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I Encounter Loneliness - Goal being distant
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I Encounter Beauty, Joy, re-union
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Not knowing whats happening
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Only to be parted
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Full of bumps, ups and downs
1 comment:
Nice thoughts. I have always learnt a lot from your writings, dont stop just let your thoughts flow through this blog
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