Enough! My life flickers away, a solitary candle.. Flames from its head, waxy tears flow down its skirts.. Your Airtatious beauty, my dark days, all will pass.. A king's dawn, a pauper's evening, all will pass.. The garden visitor, the laughing rosebud, both are fleeting,, Grief and joy, all will pass…
- Raja Ram Narain, (unknown-1763), killed in the Patna Massacre.
I read this around a 3 months ago. It kept creeping on my mind almost every day.. And since the beginning of last October, it never left.. Just to remind myself and others.. all will pass..
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Grief and joy all will pass, indeed. Thanks for the lovely reminder, Abdulrahman. And I suppose they will reappear, redisappear, and do it all over again? The picture of the forest is one of those reminders ...
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