Stillness

Impermanence is always swift

Treasures of this world are fleeting

Our eyes blinded from the gift

Within the way there lies the meaning

All natures are pure

All appearances are empty

Shrouded in sensation and delusion

Consumed within unknowns

Shrouded in sensation and delusion

All will collapse and fall

All wisdom is treasured

All wealth is a shadow

Inexpressible in words

Embrace the stillness

Enless source, Eternal bliss

Absence of the mind is liberation