Beyond the Jade Peak, mists drift by,
As time flows softly 'neath the sky.
We chase our dreams, we seek for more,
Yet peace lies not in wealth or store.
The flowers bloom, the seasons turn,
And life teaches what we must learn.
All things will fade, all things depart,
But kindness leaves its mark on every heart.
So walk with love, let wisdom guide,
Keep gratitude and peace inside.
For life's true worth is not what we take,
But the love we give, the hearts we wake.
With Metta,
DA
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