I was fine with the struggle but the trouble is…
“The struggle is,”.
Beautiful the struggle is…
But painful, the words mustering.
It’s said life is suffering.
I attempt to uproot But the trouble is; the suffering.
“Has deep roots “.
I must attempt to uncover this…
Where did all begin? I’m wondering…
The trouble is, wondering the suffering roots is;
“uncomforting…”.
Meditating on uncomforting subjectives, suffering and
All of a sudden I find nothingness*
Even the monk searches by searching “nothingness,”.
The trouble is…
GoodnightNina. 