Old Buddha knew a thing or two;
When minds
get cluttered (as they do),
High time to
step aside and say
We need to filter
thoughts away!
Too much ‘stuff’
destroys our peace;
As foreign
wars will never cease,
We have to
ask ourselves deep down
Why let world worries grind us down?
Beset by
turmoil every day
Minutiae
make emotions sway;
With much ‘out
there’ beyond control,
We struggle
to let good times roll!
Our influence
may be but small
When depression
makes us stall,
But simple things
we CAN decide:
Each rules
his roost from the inside …
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
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