"The past does not exist, the future is nowhere discovered, and how can the present shift from place to place?" Nagarjuna (C.150-250), India
The eternal Rose
Like an eternal Rose
life is never bound by the past
In timeless freshness it unfolds
Here is all the substance
Here is all aliveness
Smell its pure fragrance
in the stillness of your Heart
Words and thoughts are lost
in the rising Sun of Love
Beauty sings
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2011-09-21 at 21:13
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