The Mark Of Excellence by Julian Colgan

                                                 

O disciples of the Way! Calmly reiterate within your sealed

minds what the Buddha has taught you to

lucidly and lovingly leave behind.

Spiritually indifferent to what has been or what will be,

even the present moment is an illusion of the

senses of countless lotus born sages.

Moving upon that which moves upon the unmovable,

be mobile in your ability to be immobile,

for a stuck mind is no mind at all.

Spinning in multiple directions with a rainbow body

made of pure etheric winds, your mind’s aura is 

clearly relaxed when no thoughts are projected

in an outward or inward direction.

When half way through the middle way,

being equal in your mind’s eye is not all that astonishing,

especially when your rinpoche demands of you

to be passionate about a Way that is

beyond this way or that way.

Lotuses spring forth all around you,

for you are the essence of every major and minor

Buddha of every greater and lesser mandala.

Before even uttering one mantra or twenty motivational prayers,

the nectar of the Buddha’s bliss warms your heart and body

with the realization of full attainment.

The scriptures attributed to the Buddha are

merely there to show us who we already naturally are.

Effortlessly gliding through the enlightening silence

of nirvanic meditation, the Way does not have to exist

in a formal manner, for you are it.

The Buddha having no essence, your essence

is empty of an essence.

Free without being free and meditative

without being meditative, the crown jewel that is the mind

shines without shining and dances without dancing.

Thinking without thinking and feeling without feeling,

you are as light as a cloud without having to

be a cloud and are as dense as a planet

without having to be a planet.

Inspiration being the Way of heaven and earth,

inspire without feeling the need to inspire

and breathe clearly and deeply without any

strenuous effort whatsoever.

As profound as an ocean, be as little as a pond.

As starry as a night’s sky, only one sky is

needed to house them all.

Always having more space than you could imagine

within and without yourself, take up as much space

as you need without having to take up any space at all.

The voidness of your being is everywhere seen

and the luminescence of your mind

is the nowhere that is nothingness.

Taking something from something that is not

and adding onto something that is empty

of all distinguishing qualities, the mind

is an infinite reservoir that can never be robbed

of its abyss like wealth of vast wisdom

and crystal sharp mindfulness.

Complete and at rest, sound becomes soundless

and movement becomes peace personified.

Heavenly like the rising sun,

your ray like thoughts penetrates through

the rock of ignorance; thus distributing what is unborn

to those who think that they have taken

one or more births in one or more locations

under the rising tides of suffering and emancipation.

Disappearing into your rainbow body,

offer every color of buddhahood to the lame and weak,

righteous and upright, tired and desperate,

courageous and victorious; for that is the nature of one

who has overcome the desire to cling to

fixed forms of nature and to

fixed qualities of the mind.

Formless and empty, in the great silence

is the great rest of the mark of excellence.

Julian Colgan (Copyright)

Awake to Buddhahood

http://emptinessofmind.blogspot.ca/