World in a Rock

One hundred years in samadhi, then I heard a sound

I searched countless creations, infinite illusions I found

Then the source of the sigh was made known to me

A radiant woman, a perception of diversity

She said, I live inside a solid rock

In a world that is just like yours out here

We have heaven and hell, we have suns and moons,

And gods and demons live within our sphere

I said “Take me to your rock I’d like to see”

But when we arrived, she said, “It was only in me

The vision of that world is now gone

And what remains is the infinite alone”

The great awareness neither rises nor sets

What was in the rock before was just dream objects

Powerful is illusion; the real appears unreal

Powerful is illusion; the unreal appears real

There are worlds within worlds as if in a rock

Maya spins time, space, matter, motion and intellect

Powerful is illusion; the real appears unreal

Powerful is illusion; the unreal appears real

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