Beyond the Endless Cycle

The way to love is faith,

which they say has no logical proof;

Love is called blind for it has no valid reason,

and practically it is based on hearsay.

“The sane are insane in an insane society.”

But that which is obvious is boring,

the magic of the gross doesn't last long;

and the given reality will die without the dream,

that propels the passionate to create,

the dreamers to dream, the naive to learn,

the hopefuls to expire w/no fear or bereavement.

These are but few of the many reasons why

the determine pursue the unseen

unfazed by his own weakness and failures;

And the certainty of death but fuels the determination

of those who knew that the end is near and coming.

For them, life’ is a battlefield in an endless war

that no amount of victory can win

and the only course of action is to fight.

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Lets be good to ourselves, let’s be gentle; after all,

we are not as strong as we think we are;

Tears are needs that make love’s flower grow;

but faith can be but a drowning reed in a river of time.

Let’s do what we do best until the final breath comes;

For as there are countless songs, there are many options;

But time will come when the only song left to sing is

the song of passing and the only option is to die.

Faith and determination persist because of hope

that is waiting beyond the seemingly “endless cycle

of birth, disease, old age, and death”.

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Chant the Holy Names; LoveGod

It is the goal, the way, the sweetest destination.

As we don't have to die to be in heaven,

Real happiness is real. Haribol!

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ArlenKali 9-17-17, written this Sunday, a morning after Ekadasi