You see the tattoo, not the
robe…
You see the muscles, not
the heart…
You see the weight, not the
intention…
You see the gold, not the
exertion…
You see the attachment, not
the detachment…
You see the words, not the
connotation…
You see the picture, not
the elements…
Tattoo in muscles shows the
real weight of attachments,
Where the rob significate
the heart of detachment…
There was a time which world has given the
value of gold,
But now has the intention
to perceive the elements of the world…
There was a time with a
tattoo,
The words, only filled with
worldly attachments…
But the exertion of
practice now leads to awareness…
The picture misinterpreted
according to the view you clinging…
Till the hidden connotation
comes to crystal clearing…
You see,
It's all just the reflection of your very
own defiled mind…
Which leads you to create millions of
stories…
The beings, the things, exists, not exists,
I, Me or Mine…
It's all just the extreme which brings the
suffering…
So breaks the views by freeing the mind…
Use the weight of dhamma to
see the connotation…
Make the muscles of wisdom
for detachment…
Print the tattoo of truth
in your heart for happiness…
Feel the value of gold by
freeing from attachments…
Such a mind wear the invisible
robe…
When one has intention of
exertion to realize the
elements…
Have no words to waste by
praising the picture!!!
