Here is a touch of my wisdom... to make a difference in the tapestry of life.
On this 28th Day of July 2015
Each of us felt our father's warmth and affection
no less, or no more, than the other one
My father was the epitome of integrity...grounded upon compassionate LOVE
For all beings of sentient kind, who wish for their own happiness, as such!
I thought my father was there for me, forever - in unison with my mom
When I lacked the higher wisdom of looking deeper into the ocean of LOVE
Alas, but one day, the truth came to haunt both me, and my two siblings
When we felt the jolt of pain and suffering -
In the loss of our father...so very heart-wrenching!
There was a VOIDNESS beyond words that pervaded my mind
No words or tears could express the heaviness of my heart inside
Like a mother who felt the loss of her child, I lamented for my dad, in vain, alright!
I longed, though, for my dad's presence I had cherished all along
From childhood to adulthood - with precious memories
Etched, over and over, in my heart.
As each day and night came to pass I reminisced about dad
with tears rolling down my cheeks, without answers to my inner-questioning
Yes, I realized through passing time, that change is LIFE'S constant, inevitable
Our attachments, alone, bring misery galore, is our mortal nature
The deeper I penetrated the wisdom serene, the more I refined my mental streaming
Nothing is born; nothing dies;
Just mind confused and diffused, in eternity - criss-crossing and over-lapping
Again, and again, forever transforming!
Energy or vitality, is the current of karmic being and becoming
When conditions are present, there is form appearing
When conditions are not present, there is form disappearing
Cyclic nature thus persists, as forms of sentience dwell
As mere 'passengers in transit'
Birth, evolution, preservation, and dissolution - in continuum!
Without origination; without cessation, the reality.
The mind that discerns beyond beginnings and endings experiences 'nirvanic bliss'
While the mind caught up in duality is yet drowned in 'samsaric suffering'
My once precious father, my once precious mother, never really passed away
They breathe and walk with me through each breath and each step.
All beings are our ancestors, whether we agree or not...
Inseparably linked by interdependence, co-existence,
as whole still frames, in eternity, along a causal continuum, in sum
This, is the enduring TRUTH, called 'emptiness' SUPREME and vast!
Let me walk you along the path of peace and grace. Humanity cries out loud for help.