The cactii grows
My mind slows
Did I water my Buddha?
I must look within
In silence
I connect
I find thorns of
Anxiety and rancour
Getting stronger
I call out to my
Buddha nature
Arise
I want to be wise
To do the right thing
Without a mood swing
I must stop cribbing
Gratitude in my heart will
Let peace reside
I go outside
In the world of
Turbulent noise
How do I cope?
My Buddha comes forth
To whisper some advice
Be love be kindness
In noise be calm
You will become wise.
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