The Rose of joy
Do not get caught
by what is thought
You are prior to all
that rise and fall
Being
the present knowing silently glowing
freedom is found no one is bound
Naturally here so wonderfully clear
well-being sings prior to things
The open Rose of joy
simply
is
is
is
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2023-04-30 at 09:04
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