Guest guest Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 * Many a house of life* *Hath held me-seeking ever* * Him who wrought* *These prisons of the senses,* * sorrow-frought* * Sore was my ceaseless* * strife!* * But now,* *Thou builder of this tabernacle* * -Thou!* *I know Thee! Never shalt Thou* * build again* * These walls of pain,* *Nor raise the roof-tree of* * deceits, nor lay* * Fresh rafters on the clay;* *Broken Thy house is, and the* * ridge-pole split!* * Delusion fashioned it!* *Safe pass I thence-deliverance* * to obtain.* * (Lord Buddha)* * ** * *** *warm regards* *vijay anant* *788 sector 16 Panchkula, Chandigarh* *India** +91 98159 00159* Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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