Guest guest Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > everyday you collect sands > on the shore of your life. > yet, they are not sands indeed, > they are the moments you are killing > all the time. > > everyday the winds keep coming > and let you know this message: > at the end of the spiral stairs > there are no other friends > but the Grand Emptiness. > > you wonder: > why people with so much void in their heart, > keep running their worldly shows, > being so blind in life? > > so helplessly you keep staring > at the full-houses. > slowly the fanfare, > the laughter fades away. > > > thousand suns can never stop > this question that keep coming, > again and again: > > 'Who are you? > and where is your journey? > do you know for sure, > what's your destiny?' > > > © Masha and Sadiq > > from: > > a bangla collective/community blog platform from Bangladesh > love that shadow love that void love that emptiness love that blindness love that endless inquiry whose name is " my most beloved " ? no? you keep posting that great stuff, bro! .... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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