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<title>a very old poem - religion in the large</title>
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"Every city is as your home city. Everyone is your kin.<br/><br/>
Failure and prosperity do not come to you because others<br/>
have sent them! Nor do suffering and end of suffering.<br/>
There is nothing new in death.<br/><br/>
Thinking that living<br/>
is sweet, we do not rejoice in it.<br/>
Even less do we say,<br/>
if something unwanted happens, that to live is miserable!<br/><br/>
Through the vision of those who have understood we know<br/>
that a life, with its hardship, makes its way like a raft,<br/>
riding the water of a huge and powerful river roaring<br/>
without pause as it breaks against rocks,<br/>
because the clouds<br/>
crowded with bolts of lightning<br/>
pour down their cold drops<br/>
of the rain, and so<br/>
we are not amazed at those who are great<br/>
and even less do we despise the weak!"<br/><br/>
~ Poet Kaniyan Pungkundran<br/>
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