Posted by Ben Naga
We call it this
We call it that
Until we are done
Posted on September 12, 2014, in Wee Poems and tagged Expectation, Realisation, Truth, Words. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays and commented:
Don’t think that we can be done with names/labels .. or else … all earth humans will be too confused with where they’re standing or living in. Namaste
Thank you kindly. 🙂
Hum . . . No titles needed.
A dreadful chatterbox, the mind can be. 🙂
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