Unblemished One

 

 

When i feel into reality

Which i have no idea anymore what it is

Or what anything is, really

There is no knowing

All the imaginary knowledge was part of the dream

The human condition

i went through it but i never understood it

Now i can see the dream cannot be understood

It was not all just suffering, there was a wide range of experiences

Although now they all seem alike

There was this energy within just watching, closer than close

Pure neutrality, naked looking

Bare unborn intimacy

Waiting for the right conditions, to break through

Reposing in lucid inertia

During the dark night it began to concentrate

Drawing all life energy into itself, gathering itself

Taking the form of single-pointed mind

When the clarity appeared, it burst in wild joy

It knew itself as bodhicitta

Dressed in sky-like emptiness, terror and awe

Giving itself without reservation

Turning towards its true love, deepest ecstasy and fascination

It said yes, to Truth

This internal marriage, invisible commitment

Which had happened countless times, in countless dreams

Such a deep homecoming, yet barely the beginning

The spontaneous dance

It started to move, a deep reverberation

It knew exactly where it was going

In every sensation it was tasting it, supreme unknown

Ever deepening spaceless space, all-consuming

Moving through conditioning, blockages, regulations, melting and unbinding

Meditating in chaos, beauty, tension, surrender and distraction

Until a timeless upsurge, the great death

The birth of the unblemished one

The words tremble, shake and vanish

Dissolve in unveiled simplicity

She is awake and forever unknowable

This dazzling darkness

Primordial self-cognizance