The Incense And The Hope we Have
By Tt11/6/21
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!
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