The Thing That We Can See Feel And Smell Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

The things that we can see, feel and smell
Do carry meaning for the purpose of life.
Not wise to avoid worldly pleasure
For spiritual reality revolving
Around mere fantasy.
Rose blooming out side our own window
Is definitely beyond your reach.
When you can pick and smell it
Moment of joy, you can feel.
Why do dream for garden of heaven. ?
Don't try to quench your thirst
From your mirage.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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