Thursday, August 4, 2011

Nicaraguan Sonnet 6: How I Got Here

First met Lama for Ganden Hlagyama
1,000 Angels in Heaven of Bliss.
Over my birthday, learning a mantra
attended all class, not one did I miss.

While reciting prayers for a rain to bless
spring storms thundered and shook around us
began pouring down the walls of address
3 Jewels dripping in reverential hush.

Five years now passing, awaking at 3
in my wild and surreal Elysium
Meditate with waves and rustling trees
blessed by Her prayers ad infinitum.

Nothing higher than finding a teacher
14 lines on why we never leave Her.

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