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Glimpses of Nirvana

In the darkness of the night,
only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana
as seen through other people's windows,
wallowing in a morass of self-despair
made only more painful by the knowledge
that all I am is of my own making ...

When everything around me, even the kitchen ceiling,
has collapsed and crumbled without warning.
And I am left, standing alive and well,
looking up and wondering why and wherefore.

At a time like this, which exists maybe only for me,
but is nonetheless real, if I can communicate,
and in the telling and the bearing of my soul
anything is gained, even though the words
which I use are pretentious and make you cringe
with embarrassment, let me remind you of the pilgrim
who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.

He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation.
After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's
presence, who said,
'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?'
So the pilgrim said,
'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.'

And the Dalai Lama smiled and said,
'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?'

Held close by that which some despise
which some call fake, and others lies
And somewhat small
for one so tall
a doubting Thomas who would be?
It's written plain for all to see
for one who I am with no more
it's hard at times, it's awful raw

They say that Jesus healed the sick and helped the poor
and those unsure
believed his eyes
- a strange disguise
Still write it down, it might be read
nothing's better left unsaid
only sometimes, still no doubt
it's hard to see, it all works out





Mirror lyrics:




it's hard to see, it all works out
only sometimes, still no doubt
nothing's better left unsaid
Still write it down, it might be read
- a strange disguise
believed his eyes
and those unsure
They say that Jesus healed the sick and helped the poor

it's hard at times, it's awful raw
for one who I am with no more
It's written plain for all to see
a doubting Thomas who would be?
for one so tall
And somewhat small
which some call fake, and others lies
Held close by that which some despise

'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?'
And the Dalai Lama smiled and said,

'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.'
So the pilgrim said,
'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?'
presence, who said,
After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's
He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation.

who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.
with embarrassment, let me remind you of the pilgrim
which I use are pretentious and make you cringe
anything is gained, even though the words
and in the telling and the bearing of my soul
but is nonetheless real, if I can communicate,
At a time like this, which exists maybe only for me,

looking up and wondering why and wherefore.
And I am left, standing alive and well,
has collapsed and crumbled without warning.
When everything around me, even the kitchen ceiling,

that all I am is of my own making ...
made only more painful by the knowledge
wallowing in a morass of self-despair
as seen through other people's windows,
only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana
In the darkness of the night,

Glimpses of Nirvana


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