Wake up early in the morning.
Sweep up the floor of room.
Purify the poisons of my mind.
Take a refuge in the three jewels.
I tilt my chin towards the heavens, to the blue sky,
And place two feet on the earth.
Breathe in fresh air.
Breathe out inner sorrows.
Flowers open their lips to meet the sun’s kisses.
Birds start singing to wake up nature.
Trees hand up their leaves.
Winds carry dazzling leaves of autumn.
Golden yellow leaves start falling down and swirl.
My house is in a silent meditation.
My friend is still sleeping.
My head is still in illusion.
Waking thoughts of mine are trying to see beyond conventional truth,
And seek ultimate truth.
I am struggling to taste the reality, the reality of reality.
I am trying to touch the emptiness, the emptiness of emptiness.
My illusions are still lying on the bed.
My beauty is reflected in the mirror vividly.
I wake up early in the morning.
I go to bed early in the evening.
My dreams are in and out.
My thoughts are in and out.
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