
Ever New
May every moment be,
Fresh and New,
Completetly spontaneous,
Natural as dew,
Rid of habits and fear,
All plans I tear,
No before-thoughts,
No after-thoughts,
Joy of Existence
In the Living Presence.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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