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#OpenPoetry The world of nothingness: What is thi

#OpenPoetry The world of nothingness: What is this world, full of delights, With no tensions and no frights. A painting painted by ourselves, The hues delivered by our inner selves. A world with no duality, People seek to live in reality. It feels like everything is one, Could not feel if there is 'anyone'. The values enrich their hearts and minds, The is no one of separate kinds. The spirit of moment lives in them, With the freedom from belief, they are overwhelmed. Seekers they are called, not atheists, Their minds are confused as if a mist. They enquire, reason and rationalise, What is in them they realise.The world of nothingness: What is this world, full of delights, With no tensions and no frights. A painting painted by ourselves, The hues delivered by our inner selves. A world with no duality, People seek to live in reality. It feels like everything is one, Could not feel if there is 'anyone'. The values enrich their hearts and minds, The is no one of separate kinds. The spirit of moment lives in them, With the freedom from belief, they are overwhelmed. Seekers they are called, not atheists, Their minds are confused as if a mist. They enquire, reason and rationalise, What is in them they realise. #OpenPoetry
#OpenPoetry The world of nothingness: What is this world, full of delights, With no tensions and no frights. A painting painted by ourselves, The hues delivered by our inner selves. A world with no duality, People seek to live in reality. It feels like everything is one, Could not feel if there is 'anyone'. The values enrich their hearts and minds, The is no one of separate kinds. The spirit of moment lives in them, With the freedom from belief, they are overwhelmed. Seekers they are called, not atheists, Their minds are confused as if a mist. They enquire, reason and rationalise, What is in them they realise.The world of nothingness: What is this world, full of delights, With no tensions and no frights. A painting painted by ourselves, The hues delivered by our inner selves. A world with no duality, People seek to live in reality. It feels like everything is one, Could not feel if there is 'anyone'. The values enrich their hearts and minds, The is no one of separate kinds. The spirit of moment lives in them, With the freedom from belief, they are overwhelmed. Seekers they are called, not atheists, Their minds are confused as if a mist. They enquire, reason and rationalise, What is in them they realise. #OpenPoetry
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