DOXOLOGY: THE FALLING LIGHT
In the story of Buddha’s death, his attendant Ananda kneels weeping at his side, face contorted in grief, golden robe darkening with tears. Ananda is… Read More »DOXOLOGY: THE FALLING LIGHT
POETRY
FLIGHT OF A DRONGO
Oh black drongo! Oh my friend and neighbor! You roamed in the front for days, You played on sideways for weeks. We gained familiarity and… Read More »FLIGHT OF A DRONGO
BRICKS AND BRICKS AND BRICKS
Heat and Sweat, and dust I know, And Bricks and Bricks and Bricks, Twenty years from now what will I have to show? Just Bricks… Read More »BRICKS AND BRICKS AND BRICKS
HOMAGE
Goodness belongs to all, inherently. In fact, we are goodness itself, in our bones and in our heart. We possess natural warrior-ship, bravery and gentleness. However, we are often obscured from our own goodness and innate, warrior virtues; in such moments, we cannot see our goodness, and we do not feel it. The greatest task we could undertake in this life is to bring out our basic goodness and warriorship, to manifest truly and to be of service to others.
A LOAF OF AIR
A very short poem about meditative/non-meditative experience. Maybe you will find it interesting.
HOT CHEMISTRY
Hot chemistry Subsides No regret Time passes Real love RemainsThe blind one Clings To subsidence The wise one Rejoices In realisation
DIAMONDS
Guru:
Heads up pride
Earth down humble
Not bought by money and fame
To you, ever eternal Guru Rinpoche
I give my fickle heart
And sing: Diamonds.
ROSE GARDEN
I stray into your rose garden and write perfumes you know me in your nose, your rose my words are dream of bees, thrill in… Read More »ROSE GARDEN
FINDING TRUE SELF
Uncover your true self, why are you so disheartened? Even this endless time is looking, for your essence! Chains of perceptions, preconceived ideas, that have bounded you as garments. Melt and make them swords. You are unshakable as a mountain. Vast as a sky. Still, why you are in such a state? All this time you clung to ideas, fears, worry. Made them anchor, attached to belief of others. Saw yourself from their eyes, wanting them to like you.
ABIDE AND MOVE
Return to sitting. Within a loose sense of the body, let the mind move with a long sweep up the spine, or, more deliberately, with… Read More »ABIDE AND MOVE
MILAREPA: SONG OF MEETING AND PARTING
“For Dan Dlugose” In vast sky’s expanse sun and moon circle round. Their journeys mark the flow of time. Glory be to you, blue sky—for… Read More »MILAREPA: SONG OF MEETING AND PARTING
EMPTYINGNESS OR THE PART OF WHOLENESS
Most of it is forever now, an emptying, recovering, trust to be…
I arrived in this ancient venture I’ve no where to go but to where I am already.
They call it crazy and they are… You don’t have other place to be
but here, to complete.
THE THREE YANAS
Deluded minds they say, Ignorantly going round, With one-pointed mind pray, Or else be forever bound. Make believe existence, self-created, Inseparable from potent space be,… Read More »THE THREE YANAS
INTROSPECTION
Why are you so dissatisfied my Dear? Are you not confused by what should be and shouldn’t be? Are they not of your conjurings? Why… Read More »INTROSPECTION
A POEM TO THE GURU
This poem is written by the contemporary Tibetan poet Sangdor and is part of a forthcoming book of his poetry in English translation. Sangdor was born in the Lake Regions of Amdo and recognized as a highly revered reincarnated master. However, in his 20’s announced that he was not actually this master nor was he a monk any longer and thereby returned his robes.
TEN THOUSAND ROBES
I have worn ten thousand faces, many more limbs than that; known the tender care of ten thousand mothers and the agony of giving birth.… Read More »TEN THOUSAND ROBES
LOVE
Love is friendship that has caught fire It is quiet understanding Mutual confidence Sharing and forgiveness It is loyalty through Good and bad It settles… Read More »LOVE
DISSOLUTION
Dissolution, you are crushing. Like a hammer striking, you obliterate indecision and shyness. I love and hate you dissolution, you are a cruel muse that… Read More »DISSOLUTION
YOUR WORLD HAS NO HYPOCRISY
Your world has no hypocrisy. It is bright; even darkness is bright; dinner happens in the morning light. Your speech, so well remembered, cuts through naïve beliefs, pops depression, brings a smile to the eyes. To the one who showed me the world, I sing this little song of remembrance and pay homage ceaselessly.
LOITERING OUTSIDE THE VAJRA VARAHI CAVE
I sang echoes of the past ages, Blessed were the words I sang, I sang with eyes shut and heart wide open, I believe that when there is no beginning there can never be an end. As naked as the wind I sat in freedom, as clouded as the clouded sky came my thoughts, I stared deep into thin air, and I found myself absorbed, again no where.