I keep my house and compound clean
Removing wastes and unwanted things
And planting trees and plants
that blooms with flowers
Beautifying all my environs,
And so do keeping my body and mind clean
Not allowing bad things to get into my mind
Telling lies and be dishonest contrary to my conscience
I beautify my heart and mind
With words and deeds
Trying not to harm anybody or anything
I pray the Almighty to help me
Keeping it up
Celebrating my life
Till my death.
Beautiful poem, Poonaih. Your mind is a garden where flowers should grow, not weeds. Thank you for sharing Peace
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Lovely thoughts! May every heart in this Wesak, be enlightened by inspiring from your thoughts and blossomed with righteous thoughts in turn.