Stop awhile traveller
On the way of life.
What are you looking for,
Peace, happiness?
Many oceans have you crossed
Many a parched and severe desert,
Many verdant hills and mountains
Where thousands of birds sing
Have they told you
Where to find
What you are looking for?
Great towns and cities have you passed,
Visited a thousand holy places,
Where gods could be bought by the dozens.
Have you found what you are looking for?
What a fool you are.
Your own heart is the treasure house of peace
And happiness
And you do not know it?
Stay still,
And peer into the infinity of it.
You will have more peace and happiness
That you can use in a thousand life times.
For in there, is the fountain of all fountains.
your own house is the treasure house of peace. and happiness. written with such wisdom love it
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The imagery of a traveller keeps a universal and allegorical appeal to life as a journey and man as a traveller in quest of the peaceful bright future... a relevant write for what goes on in the world today! ! !