Impermanence is always swift
Treasure of this world are fleeting.
Our eyes blinded from the gift
Within the way there lies the meaning.

All natures are pure
All appearances are empty.

Shrouded in sensation and delusion
Consumed within unknowns
Shrouded in sensation and delusion
All will collapse and fall

All wisdom is treasured
All wealth is a shadow

Inexpressible in words
Embrace the stillness
Endless source, Eternal bliss

Absense of the mind is liberation.