Poem -

Dokkodo

the path of aloneness
is well trod,
and so, accept it as is ..
remember
pleasure is not everything
remember too,
that partial feelings
are nothing more than
an almighty
encumbrance ..
think deep upon our
world by all means
but not so deep upon
the self ..
desire is not everything ..
remember
regret nothing ..
leave jealousy outside
somewhere insignificant ..
separation
is inevitable so do not
be saddened by it ..
resentments
and complaints
serve no useful purpose
either for the self
or for any others ..
never be
guided or driven
by lust ..
never state a preference
be indifferent
to locations and always
eat what is offered ..
do not linger
over outgrown,
or obsolete possessions ..
never fear death
and decline
to possess goods
solely for your own
comfort in old age ..
respect both Buddha
and the gods
without relying on their
interventions ..
by all means abandon
your body
but maintain honour
and never stray from the way ..

 

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RG

I needed to hear this, you could give no better words of wisdom than these ones here. 

leave jealousy outside
somewhere insignificant ..
separation
is inevitable so do not
be saddened by it ..
resentments
and complaints
serve no useful purpose
either for the self
or for any others ..
never be
guided or driven
by lust ..

🎤 drop….

Thanks Nev. 

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author
Neville

Thank you Rob .. and very muchly :) 

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