INDRA'S IllUSORY FLOWER PARADISE

2022-2024

​JEWELS OF COUNTLESS SANDS HANG IN THE OPEN SKY,
WHERE MYRIAD WONDERS WEAVE, REFLECTIONS UNIFY.

IN A SINGLE GEM, WORLDS PULSE WITH RISE AND FALL,
A THOUSAND REALMS LIE HIDDEN IN ONE SPECK'S SIGH.

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LIKE DREAMS, ALL BEINGS FLICKER, LIKE SHADOWS CAST,
BORN OF CHANCE, DISSOLVING BACK, UNMASKED.

THE VAST HEAVENS THREAD US IN UNSEEN TIES,
EACH LIFE LINKED, BOUND FAST IN THE WEB'S SILENT CLASP.

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EACH PARTICLE MIRRORS ANOTHER’S GLOW,
EACH WORLD’S TRUTH A MIRRORED UNDERTOW.

WHO CAN TRACE THE THREADS OR NAME THEIR DAWN,
SHADOWS LEANING CLOSE, THEN DRIFTING ON?

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THE VOID HOLDS NO MARK, YET HEARTS FLICKER AND FADE,

ALL BOUND IN A SINGLE, FORMLESS ARRAY.
NO SELF, NO OTHER, NO END, NO SPAN—
THUS FLOWS THE WEB, ENDLESS, AS IT BEGAN.

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恒沙珠影挂清空， 众妙交织镜中融。

一珠万象同明灭， 千界一尘共朦胧。

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如是众生皆幻影， 缘起缘灭化无踪。

普天相系无分别， 彼此皆在网中通。

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尘尘交映同轮转， 境境含真似镜张。

谁知丝线皆无始， 影影相依万世长。

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空无有迹心生灭， 一切相连成一方。

无我无他无断续， 如是如是化无常。