Samsara


Expectation is
The enemy of satisfaction.
There are no words
To please them all.

Beauty is revealed
not assumed.
Insecurity is
A broken mirror.

He seems more self-assured
From a distance.
She looks prettier
When she’s unavailable.

Frustration is a random walk
On a straight road.
Crooked paths never disappoint
Those who endure them.

Life is more than
The intervals between work.
Death always happens
In the middle of something.

It never turns out
Like you planned.
The hardest lesson to learn
Is how to let go.

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