His Holiness, the XIV Dalai Lama is currently visiting Nottingham, UK. Whilst only having opportunity to experience the opening weekend’s talks, I was driven to much contemplation. In celebration of His Holiness’ visit to the UK, I’m working quickly to get my 1992, Tibet-inspired collection of spoken poetry and music, Winds of Karma,  re-released with a new title, material and booklet.

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Star Vajra

lost in counting constellations
awake to the suffering of space’s inhabitants
i rise to the dark thunder

star vajra lightning

making its splinter mark upon me
whispering the secrets of a vanishing world
between the pieces of wisdom

sewn into my being.

lost in the words of His Holiness
taken to the summit of a distant mountain
i rise to the stark wonder

of star vajra lightning

taking its tantra to my heart
turning crystal and diamond and stupa sharp
i rise to the ark

of a star vajra rainbow.

lost in the twisting maze, made of all my actions
trying to escape the echoes of all my ways
i rise to see the mark upon me

star vajra lightning

embroided into my being, an endless knot
breathing with the interconnectedness
of all beings

freeing my consciousness

to drift amid a million constellations
awake to the breaking of existence’s bonds
i take the long exposure

of star vajra lightning

like a pulsar
flashing
in the heart of the universe.