Ancient sages said that poems express one’s aspirations and learning. Therefore, poems are reflections of one’s moral character and depth of knowledge. The museum exhibits a collection of poems composed by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III.
Two or three strokes make a tree
Lone Blossoms on four or five branches
The eye is intoxicated by fresh purity
Splashed ink nourishes divine inspiration
Flowers Bloom in Serenity
It’s not the strokes and ink of the artist,
nor yet the added words of the calligrapher
that make literary brilliance
radiate from the perfection of the scroll.
It is filled with profound learning and mystery,
this lofty, ancient, refined, strong truth,
is a forceful and fundamental proclamation.
It’s like the library of a famous scholar
or the stand of some antique curio.
So that’s the way it is,
then, without doubt
it looks like freedom
You’ve mistakenly put a crown of laurels on it
You should drop all your conjectures,
for this contains no dust of the common world,
that’s putting it a bit awkwardly,
it’s a mood of serenity.
Serenity has no mood,
it is the cause underlying all beings,
it is the bloom of a natural serenity,
it’s flowers blooming in serenity.