Like the Fading of Ripened Fruit

 

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Some people die while still in the womb.
Some die upon being born.
Some die while still crawling about.
Some die while learning to walk.
Some die when they are old.
Some die when they are young.
Some die while in the prime of life.
Some die like the fading of ripened fruit.
But, one by one, they all go.

Dezhung Rinpoche.

Author: Krisadawan Kalsang Dawa กฤษดาวรรณ เมธาวิกุล

Dharma teacher, founder and president of the Thousand Stars Foundation

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