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Stepping Towards Emptiness

30/10/2020

 
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A poison arrow pierced me
Festering anger turned to hate
For decades it sat there
Pulsing ill will 
When finally pulled free
By a hand of loving kindness
I saw that it gleamed
Its tip a diamond vajra
 
And meditating on a hollow
Burned out by a candle’s flame
I looked in all directions
And saw my only step
 
Each footprint in the sand
Each moment of good intent
Is followed through wisdom
And compassion
 
Who am I to walk this path?
This troubled shell craving hope
Glimpsing time and space
And Emptiness

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