Sunday, July 4, 2010

When I am stressed out...(poem)

I lay down on a mat under a tree,
when the perturbing thoughts surface,
the gentle breeze wipes them away,
replacing them with only Thank You God.

Next the chirping birds sing to me,
as if saying, Be in Now, Only Right Now,
then I see the problem and solution,
and I become rejuvenated, in Mother's lap.

***
Aum Tat Sat

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