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Poems from the heart.
Tuesday, 5 January 2016
Urges
When you dam up a brook, what happens? The water becomes stagnant. Same with us, in resistance, we poison ourselves with guilt, shame and regret.
Let the brook flow, let the urges come and go. Just look at them with disinterest, with a distance that's beyond personal gain.
Then your life too, will flow.
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