Abiding (Da Capo al Fine)

…Taking refuge, intent on arousing bodhichitta,
In meditation beyond conceptualization,
Dedicating practice’s merits accumulation. 

May all attain their heart’s most profound aspiration,
Realizing emptiness, finding refuge on path to liberation,
Buddhas and bodhisattvas abiding without hate, greed, nor illusion.

May I be of any means to such end,  as long there remains spacial  persistence,
As long as beings endure disillusioned insistence,
So too may I abide, dispelling suffering in Samsara’s cyclic existence… 
D.C.

On a count

If one must make an accounting,
It is of,
Their own blessings they should
Take to counting.

“The soul’s made of stories, not atoms, everything that ever happened to us—people we loved, people we lost… people we found again against all the odds—“

The Eleventh Doctor