I awoke at dawn
And looked into the empty mirror
I saw a pair of empty eyes staring back at me
And I realized it’s all an empty dream
And looked into the empty mirror
I saw a pair of empty eyes staring back at me
And I realized it’s all an empty dream
Awake, dreamer, awake
Awake from the nightmare of reason
Awake from the sleep of treason
Awake to your birth in the eternal now
Your karmic debt has been paid
The meat grind wheel of birth and death has stopped spinning
Arise from this cemetery of lies
Awake from the nightmare of reason
Awake from the sleep of treason
Awake to your birth in the eternal now
Your karmic debt has been paid
The meat grind wheel of birth and death has stopped spinning
Arise from this cemetery of lies
You are the Buddha in the empty mirror
You are a dream already a long time ended
You are a teardrop in the great ocean of being
You are a dream already a long time ended
You are a teardrop in the great ocean of being
Place the lamb of your suffering
At the altar of the golden ash illumination
At the altar of the golden ash illumination
Repose beyond fate
All is bliss
You have been assigned to wake up
All is bliss
You have been assigned to wake up
I burn all my poetic ambitions
At the altar of the golden ash illumination
At the altar of the golden ash illumination
Eamon Zicker
Just wondering if you know the provenance of the above mirror picture and if I could use it for the cover of my book of meditative poetry? Thank you so much.
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Very sorry but i don't know the source of this image...
Deletethanks.
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