Cries and cries,I live the crying all around me.Lonely, lonely, lonely,My stomach’s pain I live.Surrender is strength, Not weakness.I live-Stony, stony, stony,My stony heart I live.The strength of living melts that heart,I am filled by my own Source of Power.I am untouched, unhurt.I am not my thoughts or feelings.I am beyond that which I don’t know,Except for the compass of the Strength-Of living, Surrender, powers drawn from my unknown Source.June 2003“It is not possible to achieve anything if you hesitate to face life’s distresses. For withoutit life would not be truly lived, as it would become as a passing of time.” From the worksof Swami Sivananda.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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