floated onto his open
hands reminding him of all
he had thrown away.
Warm spring sun stood at
zenith in an azure sky, 12 more words
All the Buddhas and all sentient beings
are nothing but the Universal Mind,
beside which nothing exists.
This Mind, which is without beginning,
is unborn and indestructible. 65 more words
The clouds above us join and separate,
The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns.
Life is like that, so why not relax?
Who can stop us from celebrating? 6 more words
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