A Broom In Hand and a Humble Smile
Sweep, sweep, sweep,
Sweep away the dust,
Brush, brush, brush,
Brush away the tares,
Sweep, sweep, sweep,
Sweep away the tears,
The hopes, the fears
And the weary cares,
Wipe them all away!
With broom in hand
And a humble smile
My heart shines
Brighter than the Sun!
According to the Buddha, mindfully and joyfully cleaning and sweeping is a form of meditation, and will yield peace of mind, tranquility, humility and heavenly rebirth.
Poem released into Public Domain.
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