🐉 🪷 The Answer of Life

A poem on the illusion of self, the turning wheel of causation, and the quiet freedom of awakening into kindness.

Our life is truly just an illusion.

We are just here playing reincarnation.

In this fleeting life, who am I?

A puzzle of causation passing by.

Even the eternal universe we see,

Is just impermanent,

no solidity.

Time never exists, yet still it flows, whipping us keep going.

From birth to death

What am I?

Observer is not what we are observing.

In causation, no fixed self can truly existing.

Birth and death are just our dreaming,

Do you want to be forever awakening?

Free from "I and Mine", unchaining.

No more blind causation turning,

No more cycles, no more greed burning.

Awakening…

Kindness-heart, gently arising.

Awakening…

Dharma being, joyfully shining.

Do you want to be forever free?

No more blind causation,

No more reincarnation.

No more chaining,

Awakening into Kindness Dharma being.

☸️☯️🙏