Impermanence is always swift
Treasures of this world are fleeting
Our eyes blinded from the gift
Within the way there lies the meaning
All natures are pure
All appearances are empty
Shrouded in sensation and delusion
Consumed within unknowns
Shrouded in sensation and delusion
All will collapse and fall
All wisdom is treasured
All wealth is a shadow
Inexpressible in words
Embrace the stillness
Enless source, Eternal bliss
Absence of the mind is liberation
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