I see the
agony,
Sorrow
immense,
Pain and
sufferin,g
Tasks and
trials,
The
laughter and joy,
The
successes unlimited,
Nay, never
attached,
But always
detached,
For the
witness sees in silence, touches in stillness, and glides over all that's an
illusion.
The
untouchable ever precious witness.
Love and
truth,
Whose
sight is detachment,
The one
who lives in this world but does not let the world live in him.
(The Blossoming
Book Of Wisdom By NN, Unpublished)
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