When one thinks of the world (of mind and matter)
As passing and arising, arising and passing, passing and arising….
Well, then,
There really is nothing
That a nice cup of hot tea
can't cure.
When one thinks of the world (of mind and matter)
As passing and arising, arising and passing, passing and arising….
Well, then,
There really is nothing
That a nice cup of hot tea
can't cure.
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