08 April 2017

A boat of sighs
Can never cross
The ocean wide.

*

The path of silence
Opens wide before me.

*

To define God
To confine God
Is to consign
One's self
To the madness
of illusion.

*

My flute
is a reliable companion.
It says,
"You can fly,
but do not ask why,
Only be the sky."

My flute
is my best friend,
I never need
tell it anything for
It knows my breath
better than me.

*

Inside despair
is the absence of hope.
Inside suffering
is the presence of despair.
Inside hope
is the absence of despair.
Inside absence
is the presence
of whatever we choose.

*

Expectation
is
regret

*

O Companion
Eternal
Deathless
Immortal
Countless are
Your names
But nobody knows You.

*

The perpetual hunger
Of The Great Emptiness
This Is Being.

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