More Leaves fell from the Tree

More Leaves fell from the Tree
Leaves fall from the Tree

Like our final destiny

The same happens to all

Our last gigantic fall

Still we grasp at what

Is ungraspable can’t stop

Until our last dying breath

In the end all is death

A process within life

Samsaric’s endless strife

Until that awakening

Then we can dance and sing

With no agenda for ourselves

Sentient being just themselves
Help them all to Just being
In Dzogchen’s great seeing
© Peter Dorey 2012

Grass turns to Hay

Grass turns to Hay
Can’t help but dismay
We’re still fighting for
Seats not the door
This crashing scene
In this State in-between
Bundling our cash
But we’ll soon be ash
Or even worm fodder
It’s all just even odder!
© Peter Dorey 2012

Leaves fall off the tree

Leaves fall off the tree
Just like our destiny....
Green, Yellow, Red, Golden Brown & Maroon ...
All colour of natures fall so soon,
When will our time become
Then we have to succumb!

But let's take this brief Moment
And savor life, to be death's Opponent
Happiness and contentment your Rife
Make a meaning to your Life
And for others be their Banner
Be Good, no harm, tame Mind in Manner


© Myles Doyen 2012 & 2015

Ego finds a name to blame (or Another Poem of distracted unrealization)

EGO FINDS A NAME FOR ITSELF

The ego feels rather lonely and, at the same time, keeps busy trying to defend itself. It finds that it consists of a collection of desires, expectations, ideas, conclusions, memories, and many other things. This collection is too complicated for the ego to grasp; therefore, it conveniently constructs “I am” or “I am the ego” and puts this label on itself as if it were a real individual entity. Having found a name for itself, the ego has to constantly work to secure itself, because fundamentally it knows that it is not real and sound.Trungpa inspired:

Another Poem of distracted unrealization

It's quite Lonely

But not knowingly

Trying to Defend

Has to pretend

Just a collection

Aggregates reflection

So complicated

Just Frustrated

To blindly grasp

Prone to blast

Find a label

Not very stable

Get an identity

This virtual entity

Cannot be found

Has no ground

Look for security

Away from Purity

Cannot conceal

Totally unreal

Found its Name

Throws all blame

Ego most Go!
© Peter Dorey 2012

EGO BUILDS A WALL

Ego keeps busy trying to build a wall around itself, to shut itself away from the “other.” Then, of course, having created this barrier, immediately the ego also wants to communicate with the other, which it now perceives as “outside” or not part of itself.  

Weak 2 Teak

Weak 2 Teak
Too Weak
Three Week
Too Meek
Your Sleek
My Beak
We'll all Creak
Was a Geek
Just a Peek
Made of Teak!
© Peter Dorey 2012

Mind Bow

Mind Bow
Mind is strange
To much arrange
Nonsense into our sense
In a big Pretence
Ego's Snare
Not very Aware
Games so blind
Not really kind
Break Samsara's delusion
That big Collusion
Switch On Rigpa NOW
To lineage masters I bow.
© Peter Dorey 2012

Our Illusion Collusion

Our illusioncollusion
We create our own illusion
No one Else's collusion,
Dreams within dreams
Themes within themes
Creating our own reality tunnel
Things we want to funnel
For our own 'ickle schemes
Lives within dreams
© Peter Dorey 2012

Manflu

Manflu
Don't worry it's only Manflu
Though more serious than do you
Joke feels like throat has a Spoke
Or two though that yoke
A turtle it's said tossed upon ocean
rarer to be born in human form
Is not really the norm
© Peter Dorey 2012

Selves like shelves

Selves like shelves

To my many selves
Kept like books on shelves
One day we'll all Die
Letting out one great big sigh
So it's said, to be dead
Is the end, think they pretend

Think its a game
such a great shame
all through life
just sent blame
it's too lame
an excuse
so profuse

Can I give you some advice?
Your mind
You can't find
But have or hold
Like to be bold
Keep it open
Before too much spoken
And thought ready conclusion
Shows your confusion
© Peter Dorey 2012

Reflections in a Self

Reflections in a Self

Is the Self a reflection
Not be found by inspection
Like your image in a mirror
Not really seen, just a glimmer
As thoughts fade away
Nature of Mind will it display
© Peter Dorey 2012

Distracted in the un-Now

Distracted in the un-Now

We've heard that:

Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
Today is a gift,
That's why it's called
The present!

But what is the present?
Very few can see,
That you and me,
Are continually lost in distraction,
Past and future, all that reaction.

To be here and now in your True Nature,
Without thoughts of loss and gain,
They are not our VIPs,
Just awake and remain!

© Peter Dorey 2012

This Pale Blue Dot

This Pale Blue Dot

This Pale Blue Dot, That Voyager did spot,
A small dust mote, That is so remote,
We strive - we fight, With all our might,
Why oh why, We're just small fry !
In this vast ocean, We cause such commotion,
A storm in a tea cup, Just maybe a hiccup,
When will we all learn? A way to discern,
That life's just like a dream, And not meant to mean,
Judging each other, even our brother,
so dangerous a find? ...no let us try to be Kind!

© Peter Dorey 2009

Who will win The Human Race?

Who will win The Human Race?

The Human Race,
Is growing at Pace, 
Greed, Anger and Lust,
Eventually all Must,
End in our demise
No real surprise!
One day not that far
Earth did it Mar
In Emptiness, what din
But Who will Win ?
© Peter Dorey 2012

That Stare

That Stare

Happy Living
  Each Giving
He Stares
  She Glares
That Look
  That Shook
They're Bond
  Once Fond
Suddenly Lost
  Now Frost
© Peter Dorey 2011