266 – A meditation at two am

Flesh to rot,
Stone to dust.


Nothing stays,
Nothing goes,
Everything flows.

Life from death,
Death from life.

Infinite wheels.
Turning and changing.

Where did this come from?

Where will it go?

Meaningless questions.

It never comes.

It never goes.

It just transforms.

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