Tiano y Flor
Spires
Feb. 3, 76
Echos of past celebrations Sound their last reverberations. Mind’s stream forms Child’s dream and From random convergence Random emergence.
London, 2018
A Select Study On The Art of William Blake
Cantus Firmus
Tied to Inner Sea Tides
Those untied Ties they’d seek. Those tied Untied would be.
In Fall
Leaf on wind
attached
no more shall be.
Recognition
as descends,
it was apart
yet part of tree.
Eye Of Needle
Sutras pierce, Tantric thread. Persistent existence Fabric, Said. One a beat, Other, hum. Sung Since all Time begun.
May I:
Revere all beings;
Shelter the ill-natured,
overwhelmed by illusion
of Samara’s ring;
Regard myself as inferior,
and deem others as superior;
In all my actions, watch my mind;
See all as spiritual friends in kind;
Comfort the conquered
and offer conquest of caliber;
Offer support and jubilation to others,
and smother the suffering of many Mothers;
See all things as hallucination,
and without attachment gain freedom from illusion.
(A contract reflection of "Eight Verses For Training the Mind")