Sitting By The Self The Mind Just So Still
No Wanderings No Obsessions
As All Things Fall In Place
Evergrowing True Wisdom
Makes One Just Want To Be
Watching And Just Observing .
Walking With Folded Hands
In Garden Full Of Flowers
See Lovely Little Buds
Others Fully Grown
The Withered One Stands
Waiting For The Stem To Drop.
Amazement Sweeps The Mind
For The Loving Care Divine
It has Its Way Of Making
Everything Look So Fine
The Blooms Are So Fresh
Enchant All Those Around !
~~~~ Arvinder .
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