From the Banks of the Soul

  • “The past is like a relay runner who carries the baton of fleeting happiness,” you argued. “He only carries it for a stretch. But I’m searching for something more lasting. I seek inner Joy. For Happiness alone is like a visiting grandchild on occasion. When they visit, we’re contented for awhile, until they eventually depart leaving our hearts in a void.” An excerpt from the ‘Diary of a Seeker, Tales & Anecdotes of a Life Student,’ Page 145 of “From The Banks Of The Soul”

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