Dreams so vivid,
A spirit never tired.
Connecting the dots,
While attachment feels punitive.
A mind filled with countless heavy thoughts.
The courage to let go of things,
Realizing patience matters most,
And above all, equanimity.
A hope for a mind free from suffering,
A prayer that all beings may be happy.
Yet may silence also hold the answers,
With no rush
With no foolishness,
With an asylum of ego fading away,
As the mind becomes filled with bliss.
Memories of Tsum Valley