Reflection

 no one desires the slightest suffering nor ever has enough of happiness
As no one desires the slightest suffering
nor ever has enough of happiness,
there is no difference between myself and others,
so let me make others joyfully happy.
May those feeble with cold find warmth,
and may those oppressed with heat be cooled
by the boundless waters that pour forth
from the great clouds of the Bodhisattvas.
May the rains of lava, blazing stones and weapons
from now on become a rain of flowers,
and may all battling with weapons
from now on be a playful exchange of flowers.
May the naked find clothing,
the hungry find food;
may the thirsty find water
and delicious drinks.
May the frightened cease to be afraid
and those bound be freed;
may the powerless find power,
and may people think of benefiting one another.
For as long as space endures
and for as long as living beings remain,
until then may I too abide
to dispel the misery of the world.

Santideva