Life flows like river
water
Suffering is the dry river
bed
Teary eyes are the flooded
river
Yet the water of life
keeps flowing
If someone asks if I ever
suffer
They learn I keep my
distance
From desires and
expectations
Desire is nothing but a
thought
This is entirely
unnecessary
For water to continue to
flow
Anger and envy is the
product of competition
Imagine thirsty deer
running behind the mirage
It traps unrealized hope
and rob one of the colors
of a peaceful life.
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