From the Ankara of Augustus wandered,
east to the clefts of the Earth's breast:
at Shambhala i seek the tooth
from the maws of paradox,
a teaching from Lord Maitreya,
a stretching through the void of ascension.
In the cycling Kalachakra looping
step three, the divine is inside
and divides, as out so in.
As above, so below.
It claws through the pages to reach me,
and you, to strike the gong.
As within, so without.
Beyond you always,
eternally inside.
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
From the Ankara of Augustus wandered,
east to the clefts of the Earth's breast:
at Shambhala i seek the tooth
from the maws of paradox,
a teaching from Lord Maitreya,
a stretching through the void of ascension.
In the cycling Kalachakra looping
step three, the divine is inside
and divides, as out so in.
As above, so below.
It claws through the pages to reach me,
and you, to strike the gong.
As within, so without.
Beyond you always,
eternally inside.
