WILLIAM COX BENNETT Blow, wind, blow, Sing through yard and shroud; Pipe it shrilly and loud, Aloft as well as below; Sing in my sailor's ear The song I sing to you, Come home, my sailor true, F... Read more of A Christmas Song at Christmas Story.caInformational Site Network Informational
Home - Articles - Confucius Sayings - Buddhism Wisdom - Budda Gospels - Sources - Categories

Thou art now like a sear leaf, the messengers of

Source: Dhammapada
Category: Chapter XVIII

Thou art now like a sear leaf, the messengers of death (Yama)
have come near to thee; thou standest at the door of thy departure,
and thou hast no provision for thy journey

Next: Make thyself an island, work hard, be wise! When

Previous: The wise who control their body, who control their tongue,

Add to del.icio.us Add to Reddit Add to Digg Add to Del.icio.us Add to Google Add to Twitter Add to Stumble Upon
Add to Informational Site Network

Viewed 1669