Direction To the Path of Vedic Path

The backbone of the poem Touching Boil the chest It was raining and it was raining The flowers grow I learned the meaning of summer. So, hope With the smile of life To see the world Two eyes are open She would get up and get out of bed The steps have been taken. For a while Stop the steps Open the door of the Thingyan Look around In the world view The streets are young It's been a fun game. Really Over that road Some young people I fell down ... Some were injured The blood was thin With scar tissue. At that time They did not know that trouble was coming I also got back from my place I'm not my injury Looking for answers Thinking on the road I asked again. Suddenly For a moment, dream with crazy dreams It was a waste of time In a lonely place It will come down The road was slow. This is a selfless way Only birth to vanity In the symbol of the wreckage In my knowledge that I'm not Have you ever asked what the trouble is? In an unresolved cycle Blind and crazy eyes In the burning fire With the loss of both. And so with the ornaments of the world Find out the principle of life's play He had forgotten the wounds he had fallen Within seconds left Nor did he ask to stay Though not advisable to leave Isn't this an art? Really Something that doesn't belong Because I thought I owned it With things that belong It's been a long time. Look There is no end to the end Because of the game I played with Cappucci He was born in a daze Looking back It was too late. But A strong man In the deep interior It's not raining anymore. However, Because of that person's strength Peace and smart Snowy They fall within seconds It was winter. Finally Better than the cracks Imitating the image of suffering In the hands of the Communist Party Originally drafted Lift up your eyes to the heavens, The cycle is still smiling Circles in the right breast Unknown login time It shows poetry and art As gentle as wax Because it gave light The day is full of love Mercy and Mercy grow The precepts of the Vedas and the Brahmanas On the Day of Atonement Life is understood and sought It was a journey. ====================== By the Buddha Knowledge is alert Life is worth it Bless you All be well ====================== It is written in literature ====================== Rev. Punnavamsa