In the dark and narrow cage of our created mind,
looking like a desiring jachal hungry around
Out of the cage are things I like to get
Hey! Look at me! Me! Don't you see me?
Escape of the dark self created prison-world,
penetrating happiness all around
In the sea many drops and beloved beings
Where were they before?
Ah! Now I can be a servant of them,
See! Sparkling freedom shines
On the tones of harmony
My loving melody is naturally born.
Floating on loving kindness
the icy melting me -rock
Offering the clarity of fresh space
In equanimity of minds' creations.
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