Sometimes your joy is the source
Of your smile, sometimes your smile
Is the source of your joy, do not be
Too modest, or too frugal –
Walk as if you are kissing the Earth
With your feet, touch the body of
The world with your hands
As if you were a newborn child
Sometimes your suffering becomes
The familiar territory you cling to
But do not fear the unknown, it is
The place where experience hunts you
And by hunting what is new, you are reborn
Because you are alive, everything is possible
Smile, breathe and go slowly
Watch everything for little miracles
Wake up in the morning, and smile
Plant seeds of joy for each day
Your actions are your only belongings
So drink your tea slowly and reverently
Without rushing towards the future
For your life has to be your message.
Wuji Seshat 
Just when I am beginning to feel hopeless, I stumble on your blog again and fall back in love with life. Thank you for existing. The world would not be the same without you.
What a joyous comment! I’m glad you see the Beauty in life again! 🙂
My goodness, this is so perfect! 🙂 That last line especially.
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