everywhere, orchids
I think there's a trickster
who wanders the mountains,
with a belt made of ivy
and a cloak of wisteria,
lips always smiling,
noble to look at,
he drives yellow leopards,
his friends include tigers,
he stands in a chariot
bannered with cassia,
everywhere
Regret?
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Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures
as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression
Swami Sivananda
On living for today
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Now that death
seems not so far away,
I whisper to myself
how much I want to hold
the knowledge in my heart and hear
that life itself can be enough – its beauty and its awesomeness
as well as deepest tragedy.
I do not want the need
to seek an offer, or a promise
of so
Do you live to the full??
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So, how long does a man live, finally?
And how much does he live while he lives?
We fret, and ask so many questions –
Then when it comes to us
The answer is so simple after all.
A man lives as long as we carry him inside us,
For as long as we carry the harvest of his dr
The Summer Day
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The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean –
The one who had flung herself out of the grass,
The one who is eating sugar from my hand,
Who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and
What was said to the Rose
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What was said to the Rose
what was said to the rose
that made it burst into flower
was said to me, too;
and it was said to my heart
Rumi