There are a thousand ways to express that thing that can’t be expressed. Through teaching the dharma great meditation masters have tried their best to pass their wisdom onto us. Another way their wisdom makes manifest is through arts and in this case poetry. Please enjoy this month’s ‘enlightened’ poem.
Worldly affairs are all deceptive;
So I seek the Truth Divine.
Excitements and distractions are illusions;
So I meditate on the Non-dual Truth.
Companions and servants are deceptive;
So I remain in solitude.
Money and possessions are also deceptive;
So if I have them, I give them away.
Things in the outer world are all illusion;
The Inner Mind is that which I observe.
Wandering thoughts are all deceptive;
So I only tread the Path of Wisdom.
Deceptive are the teachings of Expedient Truth;
The Final Truth is that on which I meditate.
Books written in black ink are all misleading;
I only meditate on the Pith-Instructions of the Whispered Lineage.
Words and sayings, too, are but illusion;
At ease, I rest my mind in the effortless state.
Birth and death are both illusions;
I observe but the truth of No-Arising.
The common mind is in every way misleading;
And so I practice how to animate Awareness.
The Mind-holding Practice is misleading and deceptive;
And so I rest in the realm of Reality.