Point me to track 9¾ and just like Harry Potter
I clutch my cart, close my eyes and run at the wall
Trusting those who’ve gone before
Archive for March, 2012
Running at the Wall
Posted in On Vanishing Path poetry collection (Dharma), tagged Buddhism, Buddhist, Dharma, Harry Potter, magic, Ngondro, refuge, sorcery, Three Jewels on March 7, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
In the Kitchen
Posted in On Vanishing Path poetry collection (Dharma), tagged Buddhism, Buddhist, Dharma, Ngondro, prostration, refuge, Tibetan masters on March 7, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
The masters’ eyes all twinkle
They see what we’ve overlooked
They’re basting us in blessings
‘Til our samsaric goose is cooked
Visualizing
Posted in On Vanishing Path poetry collection (Dharma), tagged Buddha, Buddhism, Buddhist, Dharma, lama, Ngondro, prostration, refuge, sangha on March 7, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Refreshing cool of inlaid floor on soles of barest feet
Pull of muscles moving arms and legs in common beat
Caress of soothing air that’s perfumed warm and sweet
I take refuge in the lama, Buddha, dharma and sangha
100,000
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In the beginning, impossible!
Like pi and the speed of light
Like the number of galaxies in the cosmos
A mind-stopping thought
An absurd imaginary number
The only thing to do is start
Absolute Reminders
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Done in a crowd, it’s not singular
Asking for help, it’s not independent
Dissolving, it’s not permanent
Reminders when taking refuge
Of ego’s deceiving falsehood
Off the Cushion
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Off the soft and silent cushion, life is hard
Besieged and heartsick, often at a loss
When wounded by the hurtful daily dross
Not knowing what to do, take refuge
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