As emptiness is form, form is emptiness,
So, too, energy is mass; mass is energy.
There is birth and death. There is no birth and death.
Delusional, our spinning galaxy is a Wheel of Suffering.
With no fear, ignorance, attachment, or hate,
Our galaxy is a Wheel of Liberation,
Swirling with wisdom and compassion.
Swallowing tail, the dragon whirls.
Gazing, the seeker contemplates,
"Where am I?"
Home.
From Painting Enlightenment © 2019 by Paula Arai
Reproduced in arrangement with Shambhala Publications