The Unclenching Of Fists

Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, absolute clarity…
Transcending the cycle of mortality, I revel in the absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched…

Crushed by Enlightenment, the Longing is no more
No longer clinging to this frail existence
Subduing Yama´s magnificent roar
Bondless, in Time and Space…

Envisioning Nirvana…

Meditating on ati yoga views,
I destroy the three roots of Ego (Ignorance, Passion, Aggression)
With the energy of Yamantaka Trochu
Trampling the host of woes…

I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched…
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana…

Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, absolute clarity…
Transcending the cycle of mortality

Facing the poison of molten Iron…

I revel in the absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched…

Cutting past the chains of Duality
Towards the aspect of Manjusri
Fully awakened, enlightened awareness
Beyond the five elements…

I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched…
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana…