Holocaust of the supreme
Longing for vision and loathing it
A reef, devoured by unfathomable gulfs
And foundering in waters, shoal, foul and pure
The world is done
A polluted stream this vessel is forsooth
Hearkening unto the inherent void
And hurling forth scanty fare
For the leper cannot behold without envy, despair
May he become and overcome
May he be a convalescent
A bridge to me and not the goal
Verily, a putrid stream he is
Plucking the ears, despising the bodily
Halting before the final precipice
And clattering like kettledrums
An arrow of longing for a shore beyond
Bless me, then, tranquil eye
Leprous convalescent, foul and pure
Be abyss, be interstice
A bridge to me and not the goal
Casting cheerful auguries
Into waters, shoal
A brook whose benignity changes its air
To one expressive of affright and despair
A transubstantiation which bestows unto the mind
Uncreation - vision's vessel and plea
Inhale, exhale
Holocaust of the supreme
Longing for vision and loathing it
A reef, devoured by unfathomable gulfs
And foundering in waters, shoal, foul and pure
The world is done
Inhale, exhale
Shell devoid of inherent existence
Craving and clinging - Imputing a journey ill
Floating, quivering unreal
Shape without relief
Arrows hurled each to each
Meeting midway in vagrant flight
Slicing the void
Stupendous, featureless still
The world is done
Mind has done away with perceptions, ideas, and views
Holocaust of the supreme