Riches of the Gross do make a man rich
For a while
They shall vanish like mud castles on a seashore runawash with the waves of time
Virtues of Compassion and reverence for all as for Oneself
Born of a deep oneness of spirit felt deep within do make a man rich
For evermore
Masters the world calls them
Servants they have none
Serve all in their compassion
Their presence
A beacon of light
For seekers past and present and those yet to come
Life eternal
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2 comments:
beautiful Kitchenette soul!
Reflections of the one who has been with The Master, so true!
Dear Merging Point;
Yes indeed!! Never fail thank my good fortune everyday
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