It's the winter time I loved once and then began to detest a lot ๐
Dread this time for fear of illness the pains that surrounds ๐โโ๏ธ
Make me sleepless and fatigued ๐ฑ
Winter is just here round the corner โ๏ธ
I am but prepared is that true ๐ค?
I sense the mother's warm arms around me ๐ค
She carries me with her infinite love ๐
Her grace is just enough to keep me warm in tact ๐คทโโ๏ธ
Earnestly pray to her for the *samata to grow on me ๐
Pains are there,in her cuddle I know not the intensity it draws ๐ค
Everlasting embrace of Grace I feel as I lie still ๐ฅฐ๐
Like a curious child in awe of the enchanting flow of life ๐ถ
*samata - A sanskrit word meaning equanimity ( for example - equanimous with heat and cold /joy and suffering etc )
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