Grief will come to
you.
Grip and cling all you want,
It makes no difference.
Grip and cling all you want,
It makes no difference.
Catastrophe? It's just
waiting to happen.
Loss? You can be certain of it.
Loss? You can be certain of it.
Flow and swirl of the
world.
Carried along as if by a dark current.
Carried along as if by a dark current.
All you can do is keep
swimming;
All you can do is keep singing.
All you can do is keep singing.
~ Gregory Orr
~
(How Beautiful the
Beloved)
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