Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Mind. A Poem

May my mind be a fortress;
Of iron and stone
Unfazed by scorn and stones
That falls like rain upon the moat
Of karma

May my mind be a lighthouse
Its beacon shining light upon
The rocks and shoals of
Hatred and ignorance

May my mind be the great mother
Who loves all beings as her
Children without exception

May my mind be a mule
Sturdy, wise, and surefooted
As it treads the path of

May my mind be clear
Translucent and pure as
Morning light shining through

May my mind be true
Ground upon which to stand
A ferry to transport others
To the shores of
The purest lands.


1 comment:

Be polite.