Look, as it is beautiful.


When all Buddhas have removed masks,
When their bodies became light and have disappeared,
I have looked around of myself and have seen nothing,
Because there was nothing
Never.

When all mantras, voices and songs began one,
Pleasure.
And I have looked inside of myself
Also has not seen there anything
Because there was nothing
Except for dance of space
Never.

And in a mirror there was no my reflection,
And the mirror was not,
I became a mirror,
And people looked in it and their ego shivered
Also was afraid to lose itself for ever.
O, if they knew, that the ego is not present, and was not
Never.

And women thought, that love me,
And I could not answer them - they liked
Not me, and the reflections in a mirror
of their mind
So occured always.
Occured not occuring.

And men thought, that hate me,
And I could not fight with them - they looked
On the reflections, also caused on fight
Itself in a mirror
of their mind
So occured always.
Occured not occuring.

And when all this occured in a mirror of my mind,
I laughed, I can´t help laughing,
And the space laughed at me,
And being dared about one, we merged,
And I could not understand, where this side
Between me and space.
Yet has not seen, that it only restriction in my mind
Differences between me and space
Is not present and was not
Never.

And all became possible,
And to this it was not necessary to go,
To try that that to do, whom that to be.
It seemed, that it has taken place by itself,
But as well as all in this world it had the reason.
And I see, what way was passed with my body,
In space of our minds,
Before all has taken place also space has begun to shine.
And it is not similar on anything
But it occurs not occuring.
Right now.
In space of our minds.

Look, as it is beautiful