The tears welled up and came as a big flood. I thought of my friend who just lost her son at 19 yrs. old. And I thought of our Gurus trying to explain The Four Noble Truths, what a daunting task to get into our minds; like trying to explain a bus to a newly born baby crow ~when we are so clueless and absorbed in samsara~ That life is so fragile, so precious and so short. To get the truth into our mental continuum that reality is not what it seems, that our precious human rebirth is like a mist, a bubble ~ subject to death, and change. That all of our life blood we spend on samsaric activities, we should at least spend this much equally on Dharma activity. Our Gurus please remain as our steadfast friend. There is no Refuge other than you. Om Ah Hum, Om Ah Hum, Om Ah Hum
The mother and Father crow are still watching their lifeless babe ~ I will go out later and bury the body in a ritual way, this black bird's Buddha Nature is a cause for inspiring me to understand Dharma and impermanance, and appreciate the importance of Guru Devotion.
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