Poem - when i first saw you in the room next door

i

when i first saw you in the room next door
i noticed you looked exactly like the picture i kept seeing of you

as you sat on the small bed i almost was afraid
you were a hologram or dream that would vanish if i made a noise

i wondered if someone was in there -- in you or me
if i was a hologram or a dream that would vanish if you made a noise

i wondered if i would look like a picture of me
if you kept seeing it over and over again in the next room

ii

i gave you a small rock and said
it was a wish fulfilling jewel

a stone of pure dharmakaya
that though ordinary in appearance

was an expression of infinite
purity beyond all compare

you smiled



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8.23.15

for Bhakha Tulku Rinpoche