Ven Vow
Even if one makes me to bleed
Like the blade of dangerous deed,
My belief is just laconic luck.
Sure, I'll reply with loving-kindness.
Even if one gives me big dig
With the lips of terrible trick,
My spirit is just innocent ism.
Sure, I'll reply with compassion.
Even if one boasts me to sizzle
Like the goad of beating cruel,
My moral is just excellent ecstasy.
Sure, I'll reply with prosperity.
Only if one edicts evils to grow
With dander-devils of highest score,
My soul will ignore that goon-guy.
Sure, I'll reply with equanimity mind.
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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