Friday, 19 August 2022

Up in the sky’s expanse, true being, unborn, forever pure 
Beautiful is the world below me — how many colours do I see
But when I look I can’t find anything that’s born or has a root
So the time has come to meditate on true reality, of ego-clinging free.

-- Khenpo Tsultrim Gyamtso Rinpoche



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