THE PARADOX OF LIFE

The first will be the last.
True simplicity is not easy.
Trying hard to be beautiful makes me ugly.
When I give of myself,I become more.
When I feel most destroyed,I am about to grow.
When I desire nothing,a great deal comes to me.
By being selfless,I enhance myself.
In dying,I am born anew.
My best work is done when I forget my own point of view.
The less I make of myself, the more I become.
It is not holy to point out how holy I am.
I have to embrace infinity inside a mortal body.
I have to believe in a God, I cannot see.
I have to learn to love in a dimension where there is so much hatred.
I have to see abundance when people constantly talk of shortages.
I have to discover freedom where control is the stage religion.
I have to develop self worth while people criticise and be little me.
I have to see beauty in spite of seemingly ugliness.
I have to embrace kindness and positive attitudes when surrounded by uncertainty.
I have to feel safe in spite of my concerns.
In dying, I am born anew.
In all, when every other person is struggling to learn. All I choose to do is to remember,remember who I am. It is in remembering who I am, I become all I can.