Lyrics-
Green moss on heavenly steps of temples left impressions pressed above ya
Now our incarnation’s taking escalators down to live the rest of dharma
Thich Nat Han in a gust of wind that becomes clouds and rains down water upon ya
Impressions of you that pass through the skies amongst my own thoughts
Of future far from present but my essence remains a mountain peak
Cuz through this holy longing it is wholeness that I seek
I am learning
I am learning
To be wise
My spirit travels as really a blink in the bardo found in dark
So fear and death become a passing fad in trend of mindful mark
You are a passing cloud that when I witness my heart stops yoni quench
The idea of your memory even these saffron robes can’t seem to mend the sense
Of future far from present but my essence remains a mountain peak
Cuz through this holy longing
I am learning
I am learning
To be wise
To be strong
To be centered
I am remembering
I am remembering
I remember.
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