Learn to be silent
In the face of both your joys and sorrows.
Learn to weep in the pangs of your pain
And be demolished by it
Celebrate and dance
With your sacred self.
Nothing is real
And yet appears so much so.
See it for what is
And keep leaving it behind you
moment to moment.
Have no lineage to inherit
Or to leave behind.
Live without the possesion
Of identity, ownerships or entitlements .
Decay and Death will take over everything
You have known and loved and owned..
As the burning pyre of your Nirvana
Will burn the pyre stick
That lighted itself..
Wait patiently until then…
[ Art • “The Lovers” by Darina Muravjeva ]
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