You'd find no single trace of violence
If you were here in the silence
And in your truth's amazing presense.
You'd feel just love of blissful essense.
You'd live your life with passing seasons,
You'd free your mind of all the prisons.
You'd cut idea box with scissors
As joy and suddenness are sisters.
Joy And Suddenness
© Copyright: Сэн Су, 2015
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