Sparky

By Sparky

Fruit fly Drosophila

A day at my new school, I cycled over (11 minutes) met my new pupils, 5 out of 8 of them have names beginning with J.

I did my first mitra group project tonight, I led a Puja, including a poem by Sangharashita

1947
Meditation

Here perpetual incense burns;
The heart to meditation turns,
And all delights and passions spurns.

A thousand brilliant hues arise,
More lovely than the evening skies,
And pictures paint before our eyes.

All the spirit's storm and stress
Is stilled into a nothingness,
And healing powers descend and bless.

Refreshed, we rise and turn again
To mingle with this world of pain,
As on roses falls the rain.

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