This poem was inspired by the Vajra Guru Mantra.
nought is infinite is all
Cast adrift upon the mind of time
Like lotuses pelted by raindrops
We remain in place, bound to the mud
But raindrops cease and sky clears
And the burgeoning sun
Amidst the glorious clouds of day
And the mystic moon
In the dark blue robe of night
– Radiant tangents articulate being
What is this being?
Clearly I must be.
Unclarity itself being meaning too.
Until in time the mind ignites
In pangs of ceasing
And unceasing bliss