A Recycle of the Spiritual Life

We dump waste To recycle, remade or reuse But we hide our feelings deep in the heart Never mean for recycling Happiness to be appreciated, to be remembered And sadness to be discarded Or to be transformed into an experience or a lesson We keep our knowledge in mind Never to be polished after retirement But the world is changing every minute Some old knowledge have to be Recycled, improved, reused or discarded We adopted old habits and beliefs Without ever dropping them But old habits and beliefs have to be sieved Those beneficial and true remain Recycling will yield experience, new knowledge and truth Which will indeed lead to a happier life