Thoughts, like elephants, leap into the sky,
The bird of impulse is trapped in a net,
The horse of energy is saddled,
The song of the cuckoo has arrived from the north,
Wisdom shines in the realm of nonduality,
The dance of discriminating wisdom takes place.
When the sun and moon are imprisoned,
The castle of sectarian bitterness crumbles.
The flute of eternal joy is heard.
Unpublished poem, composed May 20, 1972
For more poems by Chögyam Trungpa, see Timely Rain.