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Oct 2010
Grass is green.
We all do know that.
But sometimes it is greener
and in some places it is the greenest.
Or so does it appear?
Is it for real?
Or is it just an illusion?

Why do we always seek out
the greenest of pastures
when there’s a rich green pasture -
right in our backyard?

When there’s perfect attuning
of our heart, spirit and mind,
green grass all around our own feet
is what we invariably find.

So let’s take pride in whoever we are
and let’s find joy in whatever we do -
for the grass undeniably is the greenest
all around our own feet all the time.

Gita Ashok
11/10/2010, 10:40 am
"We trample grass, and prize the flowers of May; yet the grass is green when the flower fades away."
-  R. Southwell
Written by
Gita Ashok
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   Terry Collett
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