I WANT Fernando Passoa Calm because I’m unknown, And myself because I’m calm, I want to fill my days With wanting nothing from them. For those whom wealth touches, Gold irritates the skin. For those on whom fame blows, Life fogs over. On those for whom happiness Is their sun, night will fall. But those who hope for nothing Are glad for whatever comes. (from I Have More Souls Than One)
(My thanks to Fernando Passoa, via Rafter .)
The Gentle Nudge
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How does one live without hope 🤔 I get “accept/embrace what comes”, but……
Perhaps I am not grasping this poem’s meaning 🤷♀️
Love it. Very Zen. Maybe yes, Maybe no.