The Hoot of the owl and the faint sound of the cars in the distance.
these are the sounds I hear in the night.
My mind is blank yet calm,
My longing has lessened, my heart now has some peace.
You hit me with your club of compassion,
At first I was stunned, now I have awoken from my daze.
for a teacher like you is rare in the world, you have brought me to the places that are scary to see, like a graveyard in the night.
I lay down with my outer robe as a blanket,
It's thickness keeps me warm, while my meditation warms my heart.
How can one truly repay for what one is greatful for?
Because the gift you have given me is worth more then a thousand gems.
The only way I can repay you is practising what you have taught so that you would be proud of me.
To my wonderful teacher, who has brought me from dark to light, who had led me to a secure place. when I have overcome all my attachments, I will bow down to you, my teacher.
Written with reference to friend of mine who helped me through a difficult time.
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
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