Monday, August 23, 2010

Tales of Dharamsala

Strive on, untiringly.
Like a wild flower floating in the wind,
passionately releasing its fragrance upon the world.

Enhance yourself with the light that shines within,
Moving on, incessantly.

Caress your soul against the infinite reality that washes against your breath,
Continuing on, relentlessly.

As the roaming lion you once were,
And as the lonely butterfly that once spat its wings beneath the sun,
Look deep into my eyes and remember:
You are the beaming bliss that lights the world;
The never-ending bolt of compassion illuminating the skies throughout eternity.

So please:
Carry on, through infinite and beyond,
and meet me at the end,
where body meets earth and spirit meets God.

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