In the depth of agony,
Fulls of torture and pain,
Many tedium days of ennui,
What’s beyond the irksomeness?
The ecstasy to transport bliss,
A ravishment of delight
An exchanging of a life
For a spark of rapture..
Budda’s words said that the real rapture is the selfless donation ..and the love of being kind..
These days, many irksomeness found here and there creating restless stresses
To cope with the burdens of pain, a change of perception is required, for example, if one’s lose one’s treasure to someone’s ill treatement, fake the mind as a donation to those in needs..
At last, the losses goes into someone’s mouth as foods or ….
A tree with good shades always got flocks of flyings..
Give and forgive to a higher self..
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