Prasanthi Thoughts
(little-self(self))
Past is dead wood
swimming in the stream of present churning in quick sands of future
Every thought, word, deed is in consonance with our past
Present- shapes their direction
Future- would be tailored
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Every act, word, deed
Become redundant
If not sustained by present
Saving them from oblivion of past
Iron will is the panacea
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Roots deep in earth, ego goes sky high
Naïve are those, who fall prey
In transit we are
Transient is our lot!
Mind, oh, mind retract, leave the low
From high you came, high you go
Source is the destiny, retract the footprints
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