Showing posts with label udumbara flower. Show all posts
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Monday, 10 September 2018
Sunday, 19 January 2014
From the flowering Udumbara
Dear Chinese Government,
I am the voice you wish to silence. I am the one who exists in this lifetime, yet speaks from the spirit of ages. I am the one you should fear. For I am the one who will keep the fire of life burning in the hearts of my people.
Although I may seem like a mere mortal in this lifetime, I am the soul of centuries. I am the fire from the flame that never dies.
I have lived through wars and famines. I have watched as all life ceased and started again. I have watched in silence as man killed man. I cried tears of lotus leaves when you tore the heart out of he who dared to carry my name but not relinquish his people.
I have returned for the love of my people. You know this and I know this. You cannot kill me. I am everywhere. I speak through the voice and with the voice of millions.
The very core of my heart grows stronger every day as I learn more; as does the love I share with those who call to me.
I hear the cries of those you hold in chains. I feel the pain of those you beat because they yield not to your will. I know the burial grounds of every corpse you have violated. Yet, you cannot kill me. Your time has come. Relinquish. The wind has changed. You know it and I know it. The tide has turned. You know it and I know it.
My people are already free. You know it and I know it. You cannot bound that which you do not possess; that which you cannot possess. You know it and I know it.
Freedom is relative. Spirit is free. The heart is free. The will is free. Land is a matter of material convention. Politics are a mere dispute to justify gross salaries and inflated egos.
I am the prediction. I am the prophecy. I am the flower you wish to deny. I am the beginning, I am the end and I am the middle ground. I see all. I hear all. I feel all.
You cannot kill me for I am eternity, but if you wish to know my name; you may call me hope.
The flowering Udumbara
Watching over Tibetans everywhere
Photograph courtesy of:
http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/
I am the voice you wish to silence. I am the one who exists in this lifetime, yet speaks from the spirit of ages. I am the one you should fear. For I am the one who will keep the fire of life burning in the hearts of my people.
Although I may seem like a mere mortal in this lifetime, I am the soul of centuries. I am the fire from the flame that never dies.
I have lived through wars and famines. I have watched as all life ceased and started again. I have watched in silence as man killed man. I cried tears of lotus leaves when you tore the heart out of he who dared to carry my name but not relinquish his people.
I have returned for the love of my people. You know this and I know this. You cannot kill me. I am everywhere. I speak through the voice and with the voice of millions.
The very core of my heart grows stronger every day as I learn more; as does the love I share with those who call to me.
I hear the cries of those you hold in chains. I feel the pain of those you beat because they yield not to your will. I know the burial grounds of every corpse you have violated. Yet, you cannot kill me. Your time has come. Relinquish. The wind has changed. You know it and I know it. The tide has turned. You know it and I know it.
My people are already free. You know it and I know it. You cannot bound that which you do not possess; that which you cannot possess. You know it and I know it.
Freedom is relative. Spirit is free. The heart is free. The will is free. Land is a matter of material convention. Politics are a mere dispute to justify gross salaries and inflated egos.
I am the prediction. I am the prophecy. I am the flower you wish to deny. I am the beginning, I am the end and I am the middle ground. I see all. I hear all. I feel all.
You cannot kill me for I am eternity, but if you wish to know my name; you may call me hope.
The flowering Udumbara
Watching over Tibetans everywhere
Photograph courtesy of:
http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/
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