A Heartfelt Supplication To The Enlightened One's:May I Not Waste This Impermanent Precious Human Life. May I Never Forget The Undying Truth Of Love!

A Heartfelt Supplication To The Enlightened One's:

May I Not Waste This Impermanent Precious Human Life. May I Never Forget The Undying Truth Of Love! 

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I write to remember

This is my truth, my testimony 

Because my memories like bubbles 

Or autumn leaves in the breeze

Seem to be floating away

I talk to remember

Forgotten parts of life

Some slowly emerge and come to life

To only drift like clouds and fade away

I sing to remember

Words written long ago

By someone I no longer know

What is this spaced-out fade away?

That haunts me night and day

I would dream to remember

But even dreams slip away

They are lost waves crashing at sea

They no longer appear to me in the night

May all that seems lost return, from the depths of my being to sublime Love I pray

I write to time to remember

Time is the empty vessel that holds our memories 

Our empty yet appearing days and nights 

This unfolding joy of life which also is a tragic mystery

Of which I am so attached, but must someday must let go of, abide in spacious boundless love, and not be afraid

I have traveled far and wide across this world to remember

From the Amazon to Tibet, and to Vermont and India, which I call my home, 

The Beauty of this life is precious; savor its blooming, smells, and colors 

A fragile, delicate yet sublime flower this life, yet in beauty, there is also deep sadness 

And even this tree blooming divine scents sacred colors, it is also a decaying bouquet 

I write to the future to remember

Please hold space for me, reveal my forgotten memories

May new ones be born, not lost and forgotten

We all must sit beneath the Bodhi tree and carry our cross alone to Calvary

This life can be a dark lonely highway, and with guidance from the sublime ones, I someday must face my death alone and find my way

I write to the past to please help me remember 

Memories of life: where did you go? 

Why are you hiding? Please tell me why? 

Are you gone forever? Will you return? 

Or did you never leave, am I just obscured? Please sublime ones so much work left to do for others, please sublime ones, give me more time before I fade away

I write to the spacious blue sky to remember

Days of youth where I did play and wander free

Youth felt without end, exploring life, being present, only needing to remember to be home by sunset, these endless days were filled with joyous play

These were timeless, magical days that returned as I watched my baby become a child and now grow up an extraordinary young woman

But like clouds with a broken heart, I know even this passes and floats away

I write to impermanence to remember 

I know this is an odd request 

In this body, we are only a guest 

But can you give me a little more time? 

So, I can remember, benefit others, and not be dust on the Plains of death which one moment is here and the next  blown away

I write to the day so precious to remember 

Unearth the past that is hidden inside

In boxes of my old writings and poems 

Secret songs never played for others

But even these melodies of the song of life eventually like water, evaporates and fades

I write to my family and dear ones please know my Love is true, though I know I have not always been there in the way I wished to

I pray you don’t have to watch an empty shell of life so sad that would be

A mind slowly drifting away in the winds of change and could leave

What horror to see me gone in a body alive that still breathes 

This would be a lonely heavy burden to my loved ones, a price no one should pay. I pray to the sublime ones it will not be this way

To suffering, I write to you to help me remember 

In this life, we have come to know each other well, joined together at the hips, like a shadow that follows

When I think I can take no more suffering, you always return

Though you terrify me, strangely, you have come to be a friend. i

Somehow you helped me remember others lost in this life, my Love for others grew and ceased being mindless, I slightly understand the law of cause and effect and commit myself to stop playing non-virtuous games

This life is joy, happiness but also tragic 

So much suffering is endless in this world. No one knows when or if it will stop, or if it is nor real, just a dream unseen

One day my heart, breath, and life will cease and pass away

Maybe through writing, I can discover what was of value in the past, a writing cure that renews. Honestly, I do not know  

But I pray to the sublime ones to that I remember all of value, memories that can help others, before like drops of dew they evaporate and fade away

But eventually, time will steal remembering 

How can we even trust our memories? 

One day we remember something to find the next day it is false

In this life, I have found only profound and sublime Love passed down in the three times by the sublime ones to be true

Only this Love, I am afraid to forget, this Love alone with the blessings of the sublime ones is all I trust to guide my way 

I write to all who know me to help me remember

Share the memories of joy and beauty we spent together, the shared laughter of friendship, a lovers blessing

Of the pain, hardship fearlessly faced which through Love we triumphed over every obstacle 

But even all this we shared will decay. I pray this will be many years away

I write to you stars so bright to remember

How your infinite twinkling beauty does constellate the skies

I remember the warming dawn sun rising on Cadillac Mountain looking East

I remember the joyous wonder of the brilliant sunset years ago in exotic Key West

But even the colors of dawn and sunsets, like autumn’s leaves, tear, fray, and also go away

I write to Love to remember 

If I only I remember you, nothing else matters

I pray I will never forget you

You live within all of us that I know is a fact

We are all a spiraling AH interconnected yet liberated in appearances magical display and blissful play

But Love I'm writing you again to remember

It took decades to find you

So lonely was I in youth

No idea I would even have any future

Until I found Love, I was a shipwrecked homeless castaway 

I write to you sun and moon to remember

Your light shone the way in the darkness of my day

Moons cooling twilight lighted and dispelled the darkness of my night

But even the sun and moon they pass also

Like ships in the stormy night mist of appearances play, the ships they part drifting further away

I write to the life force within may you remember 

You coursed through my veins, body, and mind in youth

Your spirit lifted and energized my path

Now you appear in the rear-view mirror

I drive feeling alone to a distant future where I must open an unknown doorway

I write to the animals, birds, and fish

All that lives on this earth and beyond 

So many of you have died away extinct

Soon even books or digital data about you will be lost

All you dear friends, we dance in impermanence’s cyclical play, but this dissolves away. 

I write to those I love to remember 

In truth, I love all of you without exception. I can fail at times, but try to recall Dharma 

In this life, I have been imperfect and hurt others. This is true

Ignorant of so many things I did not realize, so blind was I 

Please remember the good in me, not the hurt you had to face. May any pain I caused be healed through Love's blessings and disappear without a trace

I try so hard I swear to remember

But memories come and then disappear

I did not understand where memories go, to a place above, a somewhere below, somewhere within, please sublime ones hear my prayer, so I know 

I search but cannot always find, and it can be confusing and hard

Seeing my past life scattered like sand or dust, blown every which way, leaving me lonely and afraid

But above all in cyclical existence, one thing I pray I will never forget

The birth of the only pure joy I have known in samsara

Yes, it passes, yes I am attached

But my baby, now a young woman, is the most sublime treasure

So proud of you I am, your love, wisdom every word you say, you are amazing, how I love you each and every day 

You arose from water in this house like a bird or fish

I handed you to mom as your sister watched on

I held your soft skin and beating heart to my chest 

It went by so fast and joyous your childhood

As your father, I protect you. No matter what happens, that will never fade

My sweet, beautiful, wise daughter taught me the meaning of unconditional Love

Just like Lord Jigten Sumgon’s teaching on how you find love in a newborn babies face

Until you dear daughter was born, Love were just words I said but did not understand 

I can’t claim to understand Love now, such profound realization seems so far away, but I never give up on Love, even in the darkness, even without the sun when the sky is gray

But by realizing the unconditional Love recognized in your newborn eyes, I knew only Love mattered, and my work was to expand it to all sentient beings, 24/7 trying to be the good shepherd that I am not but try to be, who Loves all his sheep not letting one go astray

I do not mean to be hard on myself. Please understand 

Some things in life are unexpected and with no plan 

None of us know where our karmic winds will blow

We only know at one point at an unexpected time it will be time to go, 

For all of us, we must know death silently waits like a thief in the night, and at an unexpected moment, will snatch each of us away

I know even my wish to remember may only be attachment 

This at root is born of ignorance, which sadly I know too well

But though I can write these words, their meaning does not sink in

I can be a parrot speaking Dharma I have not realized 

But I will never give up on this path or other beings, only the truth of directly experienced Love do I trust and rely on to guide my way

But understand these Reflections are not morbid, just the natural way

These bodies break down and soon will decay

But this is natural, so please don’t let it scare you

Most important in these words is this precious life is not to be wasted

Just remember Love has triumphed, the gate may be narrow, but Love always protects, and this Love liberates, knows not death, and is all that never passes away

I write finally to call on the sublime teachers to help me remember Love

You have given me pith instructions on life and death that I do not want to waste

That only Love is of lasting value in this life and beyond 

When I am in the Bardo, may I remember your teachings and not be led astray

With my being and all appearances offered up to you, with pure intention may I be of most benefit to others suffering, and dedicate the merit that all lost beings come home safe to refuge, this my sublime teachers with boundless devotion I pray

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Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt on January 30, 2020, when the reality of impermanence and death scared me so genuinely, seeing that everything, all I Love, will pass away. My heart feels broken, and I cry, praying the sublime ones will grant me healing to benefit others. I pray there is still time. Though I know Love is the only truth and path, I have so much further to go to realize this and put it into action to benefit others. Please hear this heartfelt prayer, sublime beings!

AH AH AH

AMEN 

SWAHA