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[Continued from Part One]



Was this town a phantom heaven,
an imaginary sweven?
Oh deluded humankind!
It was a figment of their mind.

We are here; it’s where we are—
no use wishing on a star…
Still, this sweven heaven’s real—
more than just a way to feel.

For this city, where we dwell,
is the treasure land as well.

If we choose to take the helm,
tap an all-pervading realm
of utterness, we can attain
a destiny that breaks the chain
of suffering, once and for all—
a state within that will enthrall!
Why put it off; why do we stall?

Difficult the road to follow;
often all our dreams seem hollow;
but the gateway of this Dharma
is the path for changing karma.

Hard to believe and understand,
yet there lies the treasure land
in that theme and title sound
of the Sutra most profound.

So, let this be our parable,
when the world’s unbearable, 
and our life feels terrible…

For the Dharma flowers grow
and enlightenment will show,
if we only onward go
with Nam-myoho-renge-kyo…



~  Harley White





[Inspiration for the poem ~ (Buddhist) Parable of the Imaginary City (or Parable of the Phantom City and the Treasure Land) ~ found in the Seventh Chapter of the Dharma Flower Sutra (aka, Lotus Sutra) . It is a famous story that illustrates with a parable the doctrine of the 'replacement of the three vehicles, i.e., provisional teachings, with the one vehicle'.]

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