You tell me you need a change of heart
tell me ‘I’m not who you want me to be’:
Now, as Spring coils, soil fingers fidget
to dissolve you in the rot of clay roots,
aren’t you that dog howling in noon-heat
heart-broken where love refugee-cries.
Aren’t you this disorder in flower-profusión
fused into fish at play in random directions;
If your pilgrim mind can fugue with flies
on this surge of chaos-sweet currents.
why are you still following, so obedient
to these fragment lines of thin print?
Don’t you understand a wasteland yet?
गते गते पारगते पारसंगते बोधि स्वाहा,
Gate, gate, paragate,parasamgate,
Bodhi Svaha, So be it!
Notes:
गते गते पारगते पारसंगते बोधि स्वाहा,
Gate, gate, paragate,parasamgate,
Bodhi Svaha, So be it!
These are lines from the Buddhist Heart Sutra. They might be translated as:
'Beyond, beyond, beyond the beyond of beyond Buddha-hood lies, so be it!'
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