Written the other day in haste and stream of consciousness, while listening to the story of the Buddha's awakening under the Bodhi tree. I don't know what to make of it, but I don't judge it. Today it feels like a nice mantra.
May I know my elemental being as awareness and love
Essential self, a self that is essential
A mound of petals
Not reacting, staying in presence
Sipping tea with Mara

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