“Space!” if I were you,
I shall be emperor of everything,
If I feel sleepy out of mundane existence,
I shall try to see materials being born,
To let myself awaken by changing forms,
I shall try breaking the matter’s bounds to merge,
I shall be patient to witness its boundary disappear,
So that what is others’ alters to mine,
Even if matters stand in me eternal,
It cannot be without me, Space.
Free of emotions and woes of the samsara,
Gust of afflictions shall not harm me.
Happiness and comforts can’t betray me later,
For Equanimity, I need not sacrifice peace of mind.
I shall never lose my mind irregularly,
Beautiful rose have transiency and I need not worry,
Gross garbage shall not suffer from my bathmouth,
Of others I won’t worry and vice versa,
Stars won’t be far for me and expensive,
I shall be free of mental and feelings aspects,
No loneliness, numbness and empty feelings,
I can keep all within my kingdom,
For I shall be indestructible and inevitable for all.
I shall seek to die by wishing birth of materials,
Yet I cannot simply die as statue of permanence,
For I am independent and whole.
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