Let me cry, and cry, ceaselessly,
As long as the old mind, feelings, and memories reign and fade away,
The lost, the departed, the deceased,
Resurrected through tears.
Merely gazing at a flower, I perceive the interconnectedness of all,
The mind, fluctuating between clarity and obscurity,
Seeing and blindness,
Yearning and avoidance,
Ayatanamambavati."
Dr.SV Prabhath
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