Passing Black Clouds of Life
Black clouds appeared in the sky
Due to ignorance, no one listened
canary in the coal mine died
seas poisoned
Crops did not grow
Animals species faded away
no one noticed
Business as usual
game of profit and power
Fixation on empty "selves"
Life was not viewed precious
lords of nihilism ruled
black clouds obscured the sun
All was in darkness
It was no longer business as usual
Many fell sick and passed away
Fear filled the land
People hid from the plague of ignorance
there was nowhere to hide
Forced to look inside
A celestial spring of life overflowed
The first tree flowered
Nothing was fixed
It was a dream
Some awoke and crossed over
Some remained asleep
No one was abandoned
The treasure of love and compassion
Is within awaiting us
undying sun of Love
Our true nature
Our birthright
in the illusory dance of life
Those whose vision was clear
Saw the world as a celestial healing pureland
Those blind saw a wasteland
The lost sheep were not forgotten
The good shepherd never gives up
All lost are found
All who look outside
Eventually look within
Time an illusion
Suffering purification and blessings
inner spring of love flows
We can drink healing nectar of Dharma
Our thirst is not for the illusions we chase
We thirst for love and to be loved
No external enemies to conquer
Only internal enemies
Ignorance, attachment, aversion
The black clouds of fear are impermanent
Nothing to do but still ourselves within
The inner clouds dissipate
Rain of loving-kindness and compassion
Falls on all equally
Relax Relax Relax
Spontaneously
We will all be freed
From the timeless dream
We are free but don't see
Everything primordially pure
true teachers hold the key
Showing our true natural is equal
Trust and have faith
All storms pass
Rainbows will appear
in the vast sky
A dove with an olive branch
appears
Empty yet full
Infinite potentiality
Time to leave the cocoon
Like butterflies we fly
Empty yet appearing
dissolving
Into spacious skies
No need for fear
Nothing fixed
Everything flows
Waterfalls
Streams
Rivers reach the sea
There is a boat awaiting us
We will cross the sea of suffering
return to cyclical existence
Gather the lost sheep
No one left behind
No one left behind
AH AH AH
AH AH
AH
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Etched in sand by David Penn Trinley Arndt on March 31, 2020. He knows little and is still lost in the dream but has faith in the love and wisdom of true teachers who manifest in whatever way necessary to benefit sentient beings.
Never give up. What lies ahead is inconceivable and beyond these poorly written words.
Never give up.
E MA HO
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