Friday, June 5, 2009

Two little poems

To be serene I want peace.
For peace I want concentration.
Aha! If I had concentration,
What would have I become!

Where is destiny?
I had been searching for it,
For a long time;
But I never found it.
At last now I realise
Destiny is what I make
It is in my own hands.

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