The Incense And The Hope we Have By Tt 11/6/21 At Virginia home (1) Aided by a match A solid stick known as incense returned to her original form. Look! This is who I really am! Dancing and singing in front of the holy embodiment of Tara and all her emanations The incense stick I lit sang loudly… (2) This is incredible! I cried out in astonishment Seeing solid matter turn into an ethereal being, Free and purely self-so My heart gone intoxicated… (3) I know by the aid of the watch of Bodhicitta We can do the same We can transform our current samsaric being of bondage Into the liberty of awakening. (4) You and me are sentient incense We can emanate the sacred scent of our primordial being We can radiate the light of love to all infinity… (5) Namo Bodhisattva! Homage to our very own primordial state of being!