Take yourself out of context
That’s what meditation is
That’s how emptiness
Becomes your ally
Take yourself out of context
The job, the marriage,
The illness, the ambitious goal,
Even the summer vacation
It’s all temporary
When you remove the context
What remains?
Only a sublime luminosity
Then yes, the context
Is still there
But it’s in perspective
You can handle it
It’s out of your hands
Anyway … mostly
Coexistent truth
Paradoxical truth
Now you know
What home means
A supreme bliss
Then you have a new phrase
To thine own self
Be kind
It’s all ephemeral except
What remains.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
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You never cease to impress the hell out of me. Beautiful! :)
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