An elderly relative, someone quite close to me, is dying at the present time. As I search about for comforting prayers, I came across the poem below. I have a feeling that it could be as valuable to others as I feel it is to me.
Sayings of The BuddhaI am of the nature to grow old.
There is no way to escape growing old.I am of the nature to have ill-health.
There is no way to escape having ill-health.I am of the nature to die.
There is no way to escape death.All that is dear to me and everyone I love are of the nature to change.
There is no way to escape being separated from them.My actions are my only true belongings.
I cannot escape the consequences of my actions.
My actions are the ground on which I stand.
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