On my way to see the snail’s song
A summer storm broke out
Heavy drops over a protective branch
Soaked leaves falling
Thunder made a child cry
And another one cover ears
Wind gets stronger and I’m cold
As I remember and dream
Of our fearless uncovered smiles
Inflated deflated empty
Steps get back nearer home
Going crazy with that sight
Of you climbing a wall you feel I am
When you’re already a mountain
We will take on lives
With handfuls of hopes
Dreaded bells freezing
And nipples sneezing
All melting warmhearted
Into good light
“People would like to be able to take a pill that makes their fear and anxiety go away and makes them immediately feel peaceful. This is impossible. One must develop the mind over time and cultivate mental immunity. Often people ask me for the quickest and best solution to a problem. Again, this is impossible. You can have quickest or you can have best solution, but not both. The best solution to our suffering is mental immunity, but it takes time to develop.”
– Dalai Lama (The Book of Joy)
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