Dzogchen II

I sit cross-legged.
A world unfolds itself
Concealed beneath a fallen tree.
In the midst of the valley
A jade stupa,
Surrounded by three giant boulders –
Guardians.
I sit cross-legged
Upon a distant mountain peak,
Gazing down
Into the valley,
The murmur of water my mantra.
A world reveals itself
Amidst the brick-a-brack.
Worlds within worlds.
The soft green glow
Of the stupa
Enthralls me.

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