A Clear Mind

My mind is like the autumn moon
shining clean and clear in the green pool.
No, that’s not a good comparison.
Tell me, how shall I explain?

On Cold Mountain lives a naked insect,
its body is white and its head is black.
In its arm it carries a couple of books,
one “The Way” and the other “The Power.”
At home it doesn’t bother with kettle or stove,
on a journey it takes along no clothes,
but always it carries the sword of True Wisdom
to cut down the thieves of senseless desire.

Bodhichitta

One attains peace in whose mind all desires enter without creating any disturbance, as river waters enter the full ocean without creating a disturbance. One who desires material objects is never peaceful.
One who abandons all desires and becomes free from longing and the feeling of ‘I’ and ‘my’ attains peace. – Krishna in The Bhagavad Gita (2.70-71)