Buddha understands things are like phantoms;
Comprehending,
he is unhindered.
His
mind is pure and free from attachments;
He
harmonizes and pacifies all beings.
Some
see him first born,
His
color like a mountain of gold;
Living
in his final body,
He's
forever a moon of humanity.
Some
see him walking around,
Replete
with boundless virtues;
Attention
and intellect well employed,
The
Great Man walks like a lion.
Some
see his violet eyes
Gazing
in the ten directions;
Sometimes
he shows a smile,
To
accommodate beings' wishes.
Some
see his lion roar,
His
supreme, incomparable body
Manifesting
his last incarnation,
Speaking
naught but the truth.
Some
see him leaving home,
Shedding
all bonds,
Practicing
the acts of Buddhas,
Always
contemplating nirvana.
Some
see him sitting on the enlightenment site
Awakening
knowledge of all things,
Reaching
the other shore of all virtues,
Darkness
and affliction ended.
Some
see the supreme man
Full
of great compassion
Turning
the wheel of teaching
Liberating
numberless beings.
Some
see the lion roar
It's
awesome light unique,
Transcending
all the worlds
With
peerless mystic power.
Some
see the mind at peace
Like
a lamp gone out forever;
Variously
manifesting spiritual mastery,
The
ten-powered one can be like this.
Hiran
Sanjeewa
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