Amitabha Buddha Poem

A short poem of awakening in the bamboo grove, bowing to Amitabha.

In the bamboo grove, observing self-being,

On the lotus throne, the Golden Buddha gleaming.

Seeing through illusion, freed from causation,

Awakening — the Dharma-I in realization.

We bow to Amitabha, sincerely and with appreciation.

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