Om Mani Padme Hum Poem by Ayni Poet

Laughter and thunder strike spontaneously,
Like thought and action springing from an unpredictable void,
Each thing is a phenomenal experience,
A face painted on faceless sand.

A non-dual reality is here,
The watcher, seeing and the seen utterly juxtaposed,
Waiting to be undoubtedly recognized,
In an instant conscious flash.

That which isn't puerile, neither matures,
Inexpressible by language or skin,
Is the precious stone, hidden
In the heart of the Lotus.

Om mani padme hum!