Always at battle
Always in flux
You move
With the unceasingness of the wind
Before you lies your dreams
Behind you your memories
Squeezed through the vicissitudes of time
Stop not; fear not
The kingdom is approaching
It will come out of the horizon
And sink into
Abysmal depths and disappear
Look into heaven and watch
The sky opening up
And behind it endless space
Swallowing degenerate generations
Condemning them to eternal death
And then the sparkling stars
Will light up your way
And guide you
To an ancient dawn
There you will see
Sitting cross legged
The sun trapped within his being
Smiling that smile
Of everlasting bliss
The Buddha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
On the lookout for a poem on Lord Buddha I finally found this sublime poem! Thanks. - Raj Nandy 24 Apr08