Dhamma Delivers Delight


Breathing in, I see myself as a flower. I am the freshness of a dewdrop. Breathing out, my eyes have become flowers. Please look at me. I am looking with the eyes of love Breathing in, I am a mountain, imperturbable, still, alive, vigorous. Breathing out, I feel solid. The waves of emotion can never […]

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