Guest guest Posted August 24, 2009 Report Share Posted August 24, 2009 WHAT SHALL BE SHALL BE Fate jogs along, a drunken juggernaut; What's to happen inevitably will, Be it destined for pleasure or for ill. No end of prayer or angst of thought Will change the plan, that Mighty God has wrought. Be it ambrosia sweet or poisonous pill. Welcome all that happens, drink one's fill. Through surrender the realised state is brought. He looses a pile, she sweeps the pool, He's born to life, she will die today, He's sent to labour hard, she to play. He learns Self Knowledge she stays the fool. Accept all that happens on your pilgrim way That brings great peace to troubled mortal clay. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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