Monks of today

Being in the world is like being in the jungle,
Tigers and bears like politicians and lawyers,
Stormy weather like stormy emotions,
The cold, the heat as aversion and passion,
Flowers in bloom like children at play,
Ruffles of leaves as sparkling lights,
Passing clouds as aging men,
Endless samsara wherever one goes.
The monks of old trained in the jungle
Today’s monks train the the world.
Transcending one or the other, same,
The heart that learns, conquers all,
Dwells in cool, calm, happiness,
No matter the external teachers.

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