Bodhisattvas In Arms: The Difficult Path (Poem)

In the beginning we renounce the entire world, Drowned in bitterness by the pain of existence, Seeking desperately for the promised pearl, We march forward with terrible persistence. Seeking in the darkness amidst the muck, We pray and pray to our Innermost Divinity, It seems almost every turn brings a stroke of bad luck, Longing forever and ever for the world of Infinity. Although we would like all the answers immediately, At first we begin to see the dark tests of our Karma, “You must face your trials and tests” says Divinity, In hopes that one day we generate our Dharma. Upon walking down the treacherous Path, One faces the dangers of the “I’s” wrath. It seems at times there could be no way out, Like exploring deep caves shouting “let me out!” Even envy fills the heart when we see others progress, But we have never walked in another man’s shoes, So our judgements are not a reason to digress, Unless we would like to abuse and confuse, Our comrade’s path if we choose. Among the cries of such a terrible Path, We find intriguing beings that make us laugh. “Who are you?” we ask, “I am you”, as They reveal their mask. Confusion we feel when contemplating the Masters, As we go through the trials of our own disasters… But for our brothers and sisters we learn to sacrifice, With our selfish ways being the only price. Only then is our pain lessened through Unity, For we FINALLY realize there is no “I” in “We”, And “We” hear the silent voice: “You are in Me.” …With a heart sweetened by the honey of God, We resolve to renounce our filthy mud. We no longer cry down the dark caves within, But resolve to help others to find the strength to begin, This difficult Path by holding hands as kin… Guided by the Bodhisattvas we find ourselves in. In the end we realize love for the world and humanity, And no longer renounce our friends and family, But willingly live in the heart of everyone’s calamity, Shining light through the fire of alchemy! Bitterness is the beginning, Sweetness is the end, We hear the bells ringing, Being held by a friend. Trust and faith directs our path, Guided by a sacrificial heart, No longer using the mind to calculate math, Realizing no progress is made apart. The peace of God resounds deeply in the Being, Spreading the aroma of harmony unto all forms, Allowing all people to experiencing Seeing, Witnessing Nature’s power to transform. When stillness reigns, Pure awe is it to see, Unshackling the chains, From the mind’s false decrees. When stillness reigns, A simple breath liberates, The Christ within our veins, Only our Mother awaits, For our innocence to shine forth, In death we find the power of rebirth. Death, birth and sacrifice, What more does God want, Unless we want a fool’s paradise, There’s no time to think twice, Less we fall into vice. Make way for God’s March until the end Reaching out to overextend, And comprehend the real way to ascend, Totally absorbed in God’s love, Far, far above self-love, And deep, deep into the great beyond, Where only the highest masters may respond. Abiding forever in the way of the Trinity, Thank you, thank you, my protector, O Divinity, Guide me, guide me on my way, O Infinity. 👉 Free course on Path of the Bodhisattva (The Direct Path to the Absolute): Help others by donating to Astral Doorway on Patreon & join the Discord group for live Q&As, early-access episodes, spiritual guidance & more: 💛 If you enjoyed the video, please like, subscribe & share! #Bodhisattva #Spirituality #SpiritualPoem