From you I craved compassion

Compassion Mantra

From you I craved compassion
That was indeed the source of
my suffering.
I accept this pain that you have
given me.
It is my teacher.
What is the teacher? Is it
the Practice? the Journey?
self study? Contentment, purity.
Why do you ask?
Indeed, why do you ask.
Do you think I've nothing to do
all day but this? Willingly sacrifice
my selfishness.

Because from you I craved compassion
and you were my teacher.
Having already learned that lesson
from the pain of walking through
Shiva's fire
other times. Burning away the afflictions
of delusion and unawareness.
I accept this pain that you have given me.
You are my teacher.
I will practice.
I will study.
I will walk on dusty roads.
Can I possibly elevate myself
that much? Certainly nothing
is worth that. Unless that
is the only choice

Because I found compassion within
You showed me the way
pointed right to it.
Of course it was there all
the time. That's beside the point.
Because you took the bottle
and opened it.
And I had not even seen it before.
Because now the stars will never
look the same.
And your eyes.
Sometimes the architecture
of our relationship seems
incoherent.
And then I look at the stars.