As I am burning
Lit with desires,rage-so too
Is the world aflame.
Burning World
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Hint of Dew
Although quite cloudless
The lapis lazuli sky
Contains hint of dew
Between Lives
Sunlight streams through the smeared panes of glass
Illuminating the static emptiness of this strange room
Pregnant with the possibility of an expanding silence
Even the dust hangs still, motionless, frozen in the air
Odd how here nothing stirs, constant and unchanging
I am seeking to hold fast to this unmovable centre
For I know that it is the only way towards the mean
That contains at its heart the secret of meaning
Without desire and attachment
Without anger and aversion
With knowledge and serenity
All is temperate and tranquil
Yet the cycle re-commences as it must by nature and necessity
For clearly I am not ready yet to experience the ultimate bliss
My span here was merely a pause without measure, a hiatus,
So at the sound of rustling wings I feel nothing but perturbation.
21 Bites of the World
I never denied the beauty: Imperial pomp of sunrise, The seductive glamour of sunset. The snaking voluptuous river, Swollen with incessant downpours, The glitter of rare raw minerals, A glimmer waiting in the depths. Beyond the mist in the distance, The harrowing sublimity of mountains. The perceived chant of the angels, Drifting across the aether. The vertiginous descent of the eagle, Intent upon the sighted prey. The patient strength of the ox, Harnessed for growth and generation. The gilded and haloed lion, Surveying the buffet of the savannah. The shining lights of the city, On the snow capped hilltop. The voluminous text of flesh Awaiting to be read in the dark. The beauty of the world is undoubted: But I suspected treachery A beauty that bites after caressing Wanting to leave its mark Because it too is just passing A floating world of samsara, Always changing; never Still: completes a cycles, Pauses briefly before transformation Then same as it ever was, Is or will be.
Diamond
Dream that descend as waterfalls
Illuminating diamond brilliance deepest night
The glowing tail of a shooting star
Flashes of lightning amidst menacing clouds
Lamp shining in an assassin’s cave
Upon awakening transparent as bubbles
Illusions in the watery morning light
See the endless things as a dewdrop
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