Buddha's Remembrances
All that lives must always age.There is no escape from that.
Ill health will plague all creatures
From Elephant to gnat.
All that breathes must someday stop,
And go sleep beneath the moss.
All we love submits to change.
That change implies some loss.
The only things we can own
Are our actions in this life.
On those we must stand or fall;
We always pay the price.
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