Wim De Gent

PureInsight | June 23, 2007


Rooted in fundaments beyond

The Lord of Buddhas resides

A dying crystal ball

Saved from deadly fall

Gently held against the light

He holds the cosmos in His might

Benevolent and free

The Lord of Buddhas offers all that's right

In His Heart He the hope to see

Everyone t'embrace the light

So much this cosmos worn and torn

Reactions far from uniform

Many recognise the light

Yet some persist t'uphold the night

When all did take a stand

The ball is scrambled, bright and new

With one wave of His hand

Everyone their rightful due

More wonderful than ever

The cosmos bathes in splendour

Re-Creation willed

Vows of old fulfilled

No one dared imagine

Such incredible mercy.

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