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Harmony and Embracing


In the realm of Zen, where wisdom flows,
Life’s true essence, a secret it bestows.
See the world through a lens so clear,
Embrace the good, cast aside fear.

Amidst the chaos, find tranquil repose,
Seek the silver lining where beauty grows.
Ugly and mean, they’re but facets of whole,
Transform them with kindness, heal every soul.

Jealousy’s fire, a potent force to wield,
Harness its energy, let compassion be revealed.
Turn it to motivation, a spark for your dreams,
Build bridges of hope where the heart redeems.

In life’s vibrant tapestry, colors intertwine,
Threads of darkness with threads that shine.
Balance is key, in the dance of light and shade,
Embrace them both, the symphony’s serenade.

See the world’s wonders, big and small,
Appreciate the rise, accept the fall.
Through Zen’s gentle lens, perspective aligns,
The path of positivity forever shines.

So cherish each moment, each breath that you take,
Forge your own destiny, awaken, and wake.
Live with gratitude, embrace what you see,
In the tapestry of life, find your serenity.

Alone

All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.

Blaise Pascal

I never said, ‘I want to be alone.’ I only said, ‘I want to be left alone.’ There is all the difference.

Greta Garbo

The best part about being alone is that you really don’t have to answer to anybody. You do what you want.

Justin Timberlake

He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.

Elbert Hubbard

Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.

Marvin J. Ashton

With all the noise, do we really see what’s going on? Does being with someone allow you to see things from a different perspective? Does sharing help? Do people relate or judge? Or do we allow people to manipulate us just to avoid confrontation? Alone the silence might become the monster that slowly climbs out and bites heads off . It can also be turned into the force for powerful and meaningful things.

The schedule of nightmare street

Once a favour, twice the work

Every day short an hour

Slowly creeping in the dark

A schedule from a far.

Code spinning and mind crying

Designing however trying.

In the night whining

Of people defying.

The code grows

It’s all terrifying.