All my life I've been looking for something
Something never comes always leads to nothing

Then I learned there is only the present
Keep the mind empty
There is no me separate from me
It's all an automatic program made by the creator

Strange really, the whole thing is quite strange
Like some automatic program
Love, humility
Extinction
Neither rising or falling
Form is emptiness
Emptiness is form

Boundless light
Endless compassion for others
Trying to serve others

But unable to
Do what I want to do

I remain some type of outcast observer
Unable to participate in life
I will go wandering into the mountains

While these mindless people
Watch television mindlessly
In their American home