Boundless realms,
Dissolving, reshaping,
Heaven and hell, a vision unfolds.
As I chant the singing bowl’s refrain,
I seek that realm entangled in strife.
My body transforms into a minuscule expanse,
Emotions infinitely amplified.
No love,
No hatred.
A crisp breeze permeates, enlivening all.
Behold,
There is heaven, there is hell.
The chains within the mind extend,
Unconsciously stirring,
Not a mere ache in the head
But an extreme, poignant torment.
Pedestrians, singers, and poets
arise and embark upon the scents that permeate the expanding space.
