stonerfromohio
Bluelighter
Still the mind
Let the ego unwind
The light has shined for eons without your recognition
Don’t be caught up in illusion or superstition
Let your intuition perceive
The immutable truths in this plane
Don’t question whether you’re sane
Just still the mind till the nightly hours wane
And give rise to morning
Alas you have let go of your mourning
And the depth and magnitude of the rising sun unearths its radiance
Birds chirp cheering the rising fireball in the sky
Subtle luminescent song echoes through the trees
A slow gentle breeze can be felt as a soothing sensation
But it soon gives way to dissipation
A quiet elation sprouts into awareness
As you observe the bareness of your mind
Not a ripple of thought disturbs it
No perversion perturbs it
No ego congratulates itself on wit well thought
A struggle endlessly fought has gave way to quiet reverence
The last kilesas are dissolved
Life’s mystery slowly resolved
Anger, hate, fear and greed polished from the mirror
A quiet direction for life to steer its way
Contemplation pervades each and every day
This is the monastic path
Fishing into the depths of being
To manifest wisdom concertedly
To liberate and pour out compassion to the innumerable
Let the ego unwind
The light has shined for eons without your recognition
Don’t be caught up in illusion or superstition
Let your intuition perceive
The immutable truths in this plane
Don’t question whether you’re sane
Just still the mind till the nightly hours wane
And give rise to morning
Alas you have let go of your mourning
And the depth and magnitude of the rising sun unearths its radiance
Birds chirp cheering the rising fireball in the sky
Subtle luminescent song echoes through the trees
A slow gentle breeze can be felt as a soothing sensation
But it soon gives way to dissipation
A quiet elation sprouts into awareness
As you observe the bareness of your mind
Not a ripple of thought disturbs it
No perversion perturbs it
No ego congratulates itself on wit well thought
A struggle endlessly fought has gave way to quiet reverence
The last kilesas are dissolved
Life’s mystery slowly resolved
Anger, hate, fear and greed polished from the mirror
A quiet direction for life to steer its way
Contemplation pervades each and every day
This is the monastic path
Fishing into the depths of being
To manifest wisdom concertedly
To liberate and pour out compassion to the innumerable
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