The Unclenching Of Fists

Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, absolute clarity�
Transcending the cycle of mortality, I revel in the absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched�

Crushed by Enlightenment, the Longing is no more
No longer clinging to this frail existence
Subduing Yama�s magnificent roar
Bondless, in Time and Space�

Envisioning Nirvana�

Meditating on ati yoga views,
I destroy the three roots of Ego (Ignorance, Passion, Aggression)
With the energy of Yamantaka Trochu
Trampling the host of woes�

I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched�
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana�

Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, absolute clarity�
Transcending the cycle of mortality

Facing the poison of molten Iron�

I revel in the absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched�

Cutting past the chains of Duality
Towards the aspect of Manjusri
Fully awakened, enlightened awareness
Beyond the five elements�

I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched�
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana�