Revealing myriad illusions,
of the truest lies
An orchid blooms,
Lives, withers, dies, and falls
my life is such
Steer me into port
Stormy seas surround me now,
shine saving grace
Mirror shatters
Bright glinting shards tumble
Down into the void
Raven circles high
Above a field of death
seeing only truth
Light awakens
But cannot pierce the darkness
Of the human soul
A tainted soul
Can only ever be freed
by pure deeds
The taint of self
Will be purged by one act
Joyous death of I
Make light and heat
from the wisdom dwelling within
true compassion
Foes upon all sides
My mind is true Mushin
Reflect their blows
Swooping blow above
Catch before mobile Hara
Swirl onto the mat
Up above his head
Whistling bright Katana
yet, victory is mine
Attacked by foes
No-mindedly deflect their fists
Irimi into the flame
Meditate on lies
Become part of illusion
True and false as one
A veil on reality
Is the conscious working
Of tainted minds
Love is a function
Of biochemical faculties
Yet binds us all
A peaceful mind
Sees no inherent horror
In deaths grim face
Downwards flows
The descent into pain
Come up pure
A simple fact
Madness is the uncovering
Of deeper truths
A mystery lies,
As a woven blanket there
To warm the soul
Symbols swirl an
Occult net to guard the mind
From It beyond
In looking back
Through aeons past
We see ourselves
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