To My Wife 17

He ventures deep within the heart of a land where there is an absence of any Bodhisattva.  Many Moons ago, the Sadhus roam healthily amidst the villages;  where the families dwell happily with each other, and the land offers generous prosperity.  During this period, the beggars’ bowls are readily filled.  There is Peace and serenity.  Yet, eventually at some point, circumstances change.  Fear emerges within the villages and from the fear, there is violence.  The land gradually seems less and less generous, and the beggars’ bowls are filled with less offering, less often.  Some of the Bodhisattvas travel from the heart of the land to find additional villages with increasing provisions.  Some of the Bodhisattvas stay within the heart of the land, committed to perform Samadhi for the welfare of all the beings throughout the villages.  Yet, amidst the hatred of the villages, these Bodhisattvas gradually starve and whither from the heart of the land.  The rest of the Bodhisattvas form contracts with the leaders of f(r)actions of the villages and play the role of concigliaris.  The land dries, the trees (grow heavy), the leaves and plants thin, tears and blood are mixed with the sweat, and the scent lingers amidst the blowing of the wind.  And after these many Moons pass, there emerges a young Bodhisattva, from the heart of a distant land.  He learns about the suffering amongst the villagers.  And he learns about his origins amongst the villages.  And he decides to return to the heart of the land, to en coeur age and inspire the villagers, to live and teach Dharma, and to unite with the woman he loves.