sexta-feira, 26 de setembro de 2014
Ting – the Caldron of Love
To Vishvamitra, in whose heart lies a whole
universe
When I met
your eyes
I felt at
Peace
Knowing that
Love
Was taking
care of me.
Because
it’s trough devotion
That we
become an instrument
of Love
So shiny
That we can
shine
The world
around.
I was
around
And was
shined by you.
I am
grateful
Because the
sun is
At the same
time
Subtle and
concrete.
An
unconditional star
That can be
loved
As a big
ball of fire
Or just
An indirect
and tender
Sunshine.
I’m
grateful
Feeling
that,
As the sun,
You can
only shine
In such a
subtle way
Because the
source of what you do
Is
something concrete and true
What your
have is concrete
What you do
is concrete
And every
single action
Of
receiving us
Feeding us
Listening
to us
Driving us
I-Chinging
us
Giving us
your precious feedbacks
All of this
is so
Heavenly
Concrete.
So, please,
Keep on
smiling
-
To
yourself, first,
And then to
the world -
Because
that smile
Is one
small thing
That makes
us Great.
Gurucaran, January, 21st, 2013,
Washington DC
Marcadores:
Akash,
livro,
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