A Way of Life

          

soon we all will die
our hopes and fears will be irrelevant

on the luminous continuity of existence, which has no origin and which has never died
human beings project all the images of life and death, terror and joy, demons and gods

these images become our complete reality
and we submit without thinking to their dance

in all the movements of this dance we project our greatest fears on death
and we make every effort to ignore it

anything that has a shape will crumble away
anything in a flock will disband

we are all like bees
alone in this world
buzzing and searching with no place to rest

so we offer this prayer

delusions are as various as the reflections of the moon on a rippling sea
beings so easily become caught in a net of confused pain

may i develop compassion boundless as the sky
 so that all may rest in the clear light of their own  
                     awareness