Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Tranquility

The gnosis in neither sleep nor awake,
Ah! what a serene and tranquil experience,
Embraced by the sky of consciousness...

Friday, January 9, 2015

Fault

Clear blue sky on the day,
pitch black sky on the night.
The sky itself is neither blue or black.

The fault comes,
when we crave for a blue sky on the night,
when we crave for a black sky on the day.

The fault comes,
when we follow to where blue sky vanish on the night,
when we follow to where black sky vanish on the dawn.

Restlessly running,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.

Sinful thought at moment,
virtuous thought at another.
The mind itself is neither sinful nor virtuous.

The fault comes,
when we crave for virtuous thought when sinful thought arise,
when we crave for sinful thought when virtuous thought arise.

The fault comes,
when we follow to where sinful thought vanish on virtues,
when we follow to where virtuous thought vanish on sins.

Restlessly chasing,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.