TD. Kumar


All good things of life are by-product


All good things of life are by-product

Submitted: Saturday, January 12, 2013

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All good things of life are by-product
Love, Grace, happiness, creative flight and construct
Do not search directly and anxiously
It will always end in a frustrating result.

You have to make intense committed effort to be effortless!
We have to let go and be totally desire less
A paradox beyond dualistic and linear logic
If you don't chase the butterfly, it will sit on your cheek with a silky caress!

This because the good things are already there available with you
You don't have to search and go home you are already there!
'The kingdom of God is within you'
We are only to sense the bliss, express and share.

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