Reminding Myself of Bodhicitta

When the path is unclear

And the way feels confused

Restrengthen bodhictitta

Restrengthen joyful effort

And realization will surely follow

The blessings of the masters

Are not mystical, not magical

They bless by example

Because we can identify

With their wisdom minds

The path we take in this life

Is not important

So long as everything we do

Is completely surrounded

With pure, simple, loving intention

The fruit of this love

The fruit of this beautiful intention

Is the merit we dedicate

To all sentient beings

This love expands inexhaustibly

To take on the suffering of others

Is ungrounding because eventually

We don’t know who’s giving

And who is receiving

Lost, we melt in a field of awareness

In this field of awareness

Is suffering, suffering thoroughly

Thoroughly pervaded with love

In this beautiful, awesome, lonely place

Our bodhicitta is our only refuge

As our strength and resolve

And confidence in bodhicitta increase

Through our own great effort

This profound space

Becomes more refined and beautiful

To be comfortable within

This groundless field of awareness

So uncertain, yet so very firm

Is the greatest blessing

And the greatest goodness

From within this space

What is most beneficial for oneself

Is what is most beneficial for others

Because the only way to stay relaxed in space

Is through great love, and love is selfless

In opening awareness through bodhicitta

I know I have no realization

Nothing compared to the masters

But I see their examples

And I cry tears of devotion