Deep into the fathomed words of refuge
I shall lavish in the fountain of serenity
Devouring these words; pouring from lips,
From internal, so tranquil these desires
Behold forever within this abyss of my mind.
And always surrounded by this refuge,
Though never able to search out,
Do doubt my sanctuary—soothes my mind
Until I’m bathing within a chaos of compassion
Without escape, an epic light ravishes
Bewildering these words become displaced
Upon these higher moments of nourishment
This fountain of replenishing refuge
Shall always be an internal healer.
