my bitter tears are falling from your eyes,
not drying in a cotton pillowcase.
and now, it’s time to pay the real price
for water that were dripping down my face.
and you’ll drink this Grail to the end,
so that you may be cleansed of your sins.
not one who has set foot on my Great Land,
has left without generous gifts…
my bitter tears are falling from your eyes.
these are your seeds, it's part of your heart's work.
you’ll make your main Awareness-way. be nice,
and trust, my friend, you won't be like before…
Karma-mantra
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