Poezie: True Tantra Groupie

Van Zen koans tot de liederen van Milarepa, het boeddhisme lijkt doordrenkt te zijn in poëzie. Verschillende grote meditatiemeesters hebben hun wijsheid en dichtvorm uit weten te drukken. Naar alle waarschijnlijkheid zullen we nooit begrijpen wat ze precies bedoeld hebben maar dat neemt niet weg dat we niet kunnen genieten van een gezonde dosis verlichtte poëzie.

Sunset or sunrise in the Tantra Group–
The wicked people with pocket money
Are supposed to be truly dangerous.

Students of Vajrayana watching the glow of fire
Toasting their emotions
Might happen to eat them
With a thin spread of butter flavored with marmalade.

It is good that the fire is burning
That the water is flowing,
Stars in the galaxies are in their appropriate places.
The universe is loveable
To the extent that simultaneous orgasm can be shared.

Fire is red
Sky is blue
Grass is green–
things as they are.
But they speak an unspeakable utterance:
That they have the right to complain.

Fire is red
Sky is blue
Grass is green
Fire is red
Sky is blue
Grass is green
Fire is red
Sky is blue
Grass is green

Who said that …

Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche
5 July 1974
First Thought, Best Thought, 108 Poems

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