Seven years ago
you said to me,
It is time to let go of suffering.
Come.
Today you said to me,
It is time to build a Pure Land in Africa.
Come.
Six year ago I jumped off a cliff
and landed softly.
I jump again.
Amitabha, are you there?
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Mito Rulai
May I come to your Pure Land?
End the torment
of my searing anger
my insatiable greed
my stifling confusion
May I come to your Land of Ultimate Bliss
free from turmoil
free from anguish
free from stress.
May I come to Sukhavarti
land of tranquility
of limitless heart
May I come?
I am old now
tired
ready to drop all this.
Yet still attached
still attracted to my Master's
plans and projects
still want to be with him.
Help me
let go
even of my Master.
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