Again and again, the ghosts of aeons past
walk the narrow corridors of your life.
Again and again, they call to you
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From the countless life I was in search of who was the builder of this house...........Oh! how painful is this cycle of birth and death............Now I have found you, Oh! Builder of this house..............My all the beams of desires are shattered..........Thou shalt never build my house again.....Lord Buddha........Good Write....
Of all the stanzas, I loved the last one, true, and worth the effort.10
A nice understanding of Budhism and fine conversion of understandings in a poetic expression.
Thanks for the kind comment!