Feelings come and feelings go,
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
When we cling, we can't see clearly,
Stuck in joy, or trapped in fear.
We react, we hold on tight,
Chasing joy, running from fright.
We forget peace and feel so sad,
Always wanting more, never glad.
But when we witness, we let it be,
Not chasing joy, just setting it free.
We see our feelings without the fight,
Calm and still, both day and night.
Clinging pulls us deep inside,
Thoughts we can't run from or hide.
But witnessing lets us breathe with ease,
A quiet mind, a heart at peace.
So, when attachment knocks on your door,
Don’t cling, just witness, and ignore no more.
No pain, no pleasure, just peace you'll find,
A steady heart, with a still mind.
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
When we cling, we can't see clearly,
Stuck in joy, or trapped in fear.
We react, we hold on tight,
Chasing joy, running from fright.
We forget peace and feel so sad,
Always wanting more, never glad.
But when we witness, we let it be,
Not chasing joy, just setting it free.
We see our feelings without the fight,
Calm and still, both day and night.
Clinging pulls us deep inside,
Thoughts we can't run from or hide.
But witnessing lets us breathe with ease,
A quiet mind, a heart at peace.
So, when attachment knocks on your door,
Don’t cling, just witness, and ignore no more.
No pain, no pleasure, just peace you'll find,
A steady heart, with a still mind.
