Elderor

Информация

Дата регистрации

08.12.2012

Страна

BR

О себе

“Que todos os seres sejam livres e felizes, que todos os nossos pensamentos, palavras e ações contribuam de alguma forma para a felicidade e liberdade de todos.”

The Joy of Being

Beneath the rush of fleeting time,
A quiet pulse, a gentle rhyme,
No need to reach, no need to flee,
The joy of being calls to me.

The sun spills gold on morning's face,
Each moment blooms with tender grace,
The breath I take, the ground I feel,
A timeless truth, so soft, so real.

No weight of past, no grasp for more,
Just open skies, an endless shore,
Where thoughts dissolve like waves in sand,
And life unfolds, a loving hand.

The rustling leaves, the winds that sing,
The hush of dusk, the sparrow’s wing,
All whisper secrets, pure, divine:
This world, this heart, all of it mine.

Not bound by need, nor chained by care,
I float like light, I dance like air,
For joy is not a thing to seek,
It lives within, steadfast, unique.

So here I sit, as still as stone,
Yet vast as stars, yet wholly known,
No lesser place I wish to be—
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