After All
Rising stars setting suns
Life is but a playful pun
Every beginning has an end
Every end a new beginning
Seasons change and do not dither
Inexorably give way sans rancor
Every dark cloud is framed by silver
Every rosy day will one day wither
Change will happen come what may
Stagnation is another word for decay
Life is like a revolving dynamo ever on the go
Flowing waters changing into rapids and more
Calm is a pregnant harbinger of impending storm
Storm is a turbo sweeper of deadwood and gloom
Grieving over bad luck is futile and naïve
Time and tide wait for none do perceive
Happiness unhappiness treat with equanimity
Both times shall definitely pass eventually
After all
Rising stars setting suns
Life is but a playful pun
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Darkness within darkness. The gateway to all understanding.
Lao-Tzu , Chinese Philosopher, Founder of Taoism
Those who talk on the razor-edge of double-meanings pluck the rarest blooms from the precipice on either side. - Logan Pearsall Smith 1865-1946, Anglo-American Essayist, Aphorist
The real being, with no status, is always going in and out through the doors of your face. – Lin-Chi
The true meaning of life is to give our life meaning. – Tate T. Weber American by Birth, German by blood
Originally Published: August 15, 2009
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