Monk Mode

“There are many "cures" for depression, some of them are drugs from a pharmacist, and others are creation by a loving God.” Earth life being about feeling contrast, along with joy, we experience pain, which if sublimated, cleanses soul’s stain and so although destiny’s die is cast, dwelling not on transience, that does not last, in the womb of love, fears to rest are lain and embracing life, we dance in the rain, seeing no cause, to fly our flag half-mast. Breath by breath, grace of God in heart aflame, vibrant soul frolics in the void carefree, accepting gracefully, both highs and lows, recognising earth life as but a game, wherein when with pulse of love we agree, our heart in repose, strikes a blissful pose.