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To Infinity and Back
The Universe Is Yours to Wander Until the Time Comes
I’ve gone on journeys
Both physical and hypothetical
I’ve been on the top of the Lion’s Rock
Allowing the eighth wonder of the ancient world
To astonish me
Being in awe of the craft of my ancient ancestors
I’ve drowned myself in the reservoirs
Of the great kind Parakum
Wondering if Vishvakarma blessed my people
With Bernoulli’s insight over a millennium ago
I’ve been on my knees before the Swarnamali stupa
In gratitude to the great master
Teaching me the way to salvation
Meanwhile contemplating…
Why their noble creators built themselves
Very modest palaces…
While my eyes absorb
The grandeur of the atmosphere
Learning a lesson about minimalism
I’ve driven my mind over the Amazonia
Craving the embrace of the breeze
That comes brushing through the forest
Giving in to my urge to dive
Into the mighty river
And tease the predatory creatures
I’ve eavesdropped on Urarina people
Silently walking around the sacred sites
To witness their shamanic rituals
While trusting Ayahuasca
To reach a higher level of consciousness
I’ve casually stalked professor Nash
While he is slowly taking
His daily stroll to Princeton
Pondering if I should interrupt
His trance…
Ask about the profound governing dynamics
The neons of the sin city
Have drawn me to it
Making me witness
How people exercise
The epitome of indulgence
Making me pray
They’d know the boundaries
Of others and themselves
I’ve never disobeyed the calling of the desert
I’ve let the subtropical jet streams
Carry me to the east
To seek an audience with the Great Sphinx
To pay my homage to the glorious kings
Who built the mysterious pyramids
Under the shadows of them
Bowing to the setting sun
I’ve taken a moment to contemplate
To imagine how the pyramid builders
Shed their blood and sweat
While the passing-by aristocratic women
Stealing glances at the epitome
Of courage and masculinity
Or to ponder…
If the Sphinx silently blessed
Saladin who came along the valley
Of the crescent moon
I’ve let the stories about the Licchavis
Overwhelm me…
Trying to picture the extraordinary people
Whose beauty The Buddha
Likened to the gods in heaven
Envying the luck of people
Who lived under their governance
Yet when the clock
Began to tick backward
The tides changed their direction
Making anomalies
Where the preyed…
Dared to chase the hunters
Among a handful of mighty men and women
Who worked towards their salvation
Seeing what’s beyond the usual
Not clinging to joy
Sorrow nor equanimity
I think I caught…
A glimpse of The Buddha
My travels have been unraveling
Making me see most of it
Making me get along with the
Uncomfortable truth
You should never let anything human surprise you
I’ve seen how weapons come to light
To solve things…
Making the air tremble
With the lament of the terrorized beings
I’ve experienced how words
Make even more damage
When people execute the darkest intentions
Ingrained in them
Taking cover behind a few coats of civilization
I’ve tried to keep my composure
When words conquering other planets
Reach my ears…
While I contemplate how many lives
Go without food and shelter
On this very earth
I’ve experienced suffering
Both internal and external
It has fueled my desire
To find contentment
To be in harmony with the circumstances
To go after things
That are hidden from the crowd
Ultimately, making me find refuge
In Dharma whose core teaching
Revolves around promptness
Removal of the cause
That led to the pain
A doctrine that wants one
To drop it mindfully
Once what should be done
Is done…
In the end you don’t carry
The raft on your back
Once you have safely crossed the river
I yearn to be that speck of water
Which somehow finds a way
To get away from the wave
Whilst riding with it…
I want to be a crape myrtle
That decorates the summer
A survivor of the worst of storms
That destroy anything on its way
I need to be that metal
Which grows stronger
The more it gets beaten
Whose sole intention
Is to serve their striker
Without complaining…
I crave to be the person
Who mindfully walks the earth
Seeing and observing everything
Keeping their darkness under control
Without giving in to its calling
While respecting the boundaries
Of others and oneself
I aim to be like the fire
Giving warmth and light
To the ones who appreciate it
Unintentionally scares and chases away
The intruders who challenge it
At the end of the day
When the time comes
To disappear to nowhere
Leaving no trace…
Just like the flame in its final moments
Shining brighter than ever
Before eventually going away
Leaving a void…
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