IMPRISONS ONE IN ETERNAL HELL
WITH SOUL AWARENESS ALL PROBLEMS CEASE
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
waiting with their light.
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Do not speak.
The ultimate truth is not even to think
All Photos from: June 4, 2016 Unless Otherwise Noted
INNER PRIMORIDAL VOID AS COSMIC GRACE SOURCE Milestone Sunrise/Afternoon June 4, 2016
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You have gazed into the moving waters
you have seen the slow light, in the sky
above Lough Inagh; beneath you, streams have flowed,
and rivers of earth have moved beneath your feet,...
but you have never looked into the immovability
of stone like this,....
not a way forward but a doorway in,
staunches your need to leave,
becomes faithful by going nowhere,
be weathered by what comes to you, like the way you too
have travelled from so far away to be here, once reluctant...
to be touched as everything you have found.
Then your mind will become still in any surroundings,
like a clear forest pool.
All kinds of wonderful, rare animals
will come to drink at the pool,
and you will clearly see the nature of all things.
You will see many
strange and wonderful things come and go,
but you will be still.
This is the happiness of the Buddha.