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Poetry reading 🔈

With no time to love himself
He ended up
Losing himself.

He thought those objects—
Valuable metals in the market—
Were pieces to make up
Power he wanted,
Understanding it
Would bring to life
A perfect him.

Wrong and lost—
He mourned,
Shouting his pain
Disguised in words of command.

Weak and tired—
Little did he know:
Perfection dwelled in him
(as it does in you)
All along.

There came a Spring day.
He could no longer 
Dictate himself 
To be another self,
And traveled back home,
Where lives and Nature 
Are all One.

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Leitura do poema 🔈

Sem tempo para amar a si mesmo
ele acabou
perdendo a si mesmo.

Pensou que aqueles objetos —
valiosos metais no mercado —
fossem peças para construir 
o poder que ele queria,
pensando que isso daria vida
à sua perfeição.

Equivocado e perdido —
lamentou, gritando sua dor
disfarçada em palavras de ordem.

Fraco e cansado —
mal sabia:
a perfeição tinha morada nele
(assim como em você)
eternamente.

Chegou um dia de primavera.
Ele já não podia ser seu próprio ditador
para se tornar um outro indivíduo,
e viajou de volta para casa,
onde vida e Natureza
são Um.

Poetry Reading | Leitura do poema

Peace, Love, and Life for all beings ૐ 
Bhuvi ♥︎

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