Poem -

As the Buddha said

As the Buddha said

not of religion ~ 

As the Buddha said 
Water is the flow of all things
We must flow 
We take it down to the earth
Follow it into the sea
The soul is pouring outwards 
Into the great ocean of life 
What is a tree
Where is the squirrel 
What of the bee 
Why run from upheaval
As the Buddha said 
Run not from your past
Run straight into it
Let it hit hard
With bruises concussion 
As the Buddha said 
Acceptance is the way
Today is for chopping wood
Tomorrow is not here yet
Yesterday was forgetful
So pick up your axe 
Head for the forest 
It's time to chop wood 
You can if you would
Your name is not Doris
This is not Hollywood
This is the real life
Where people are dying
Where people are suffering
Where the bells are ringing
Where the birds are sweetly singing 
As the Buddha said.....

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Jai Masters

Did you know the most talent is in 

the reader; the writer has talent 

and the rest is up to fate;

now what I am saying is thank you Lisa

I am most appreciative. 

LuV Jai:)

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Deborah Evans

Hi  Jai  I  smile too at your write you amaze me how 
you think these stories up they are so good 
and filled with advice and wisdom
loved these lines 
" Run not from your past
Run straight into it
Let it hit hard
With bruises concussion" 
For me a great write! 
Love n hugs Debs 
 

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Jai Masters

Ouch that hurts this concussion thing 

Debs I did say that it's true; 

luv & 

goodness to you in abundance 

luV Jai:)

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