Today, let us swim wildly, joyously in gratitude.
Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.
Flattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
Love is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Imagine, a suspended ocean, riding on a cushion of ancient secrets.
Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.
Humble living does not diminish. It fills. Going back to a simpler self gives wisdom.