Thought
Let us go to island place
Awkward troubles never face
Enjoy a tropical breeze
Amidst palms and azure seas
The tragic things on BBC
Escape the stress and never see
Nothing to spoil our view
Or argue with those that we knew
But new fights in paradise
With insect stings you pay the price
From own self, is no escape
Habits carried on subconscious tape
Hurricanes can blow away
The very island where you stay
Floods destroy a little house
And will soon escape-plan douse
Unless mind is well attuned
To blissful base below the wound
Where you are matters not
Unhappiness came when you forgot
True paradise is all around
When presence in all things is found
Feeling inner rapturous joy
Happiness will unhappiness destroy
Prayer
O Divine Presence, bestow your grace that I may always feel you day and night with every breath that comes from thee and is offered to thee.
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