Tong Len Moon

Last night was so beautiful, warm breeze, bright autumnal moon filtered by the maples, falling through the window. Breath flowing in is black smoke, the black smoke fragments into sharp triangular pain. Breathing in the suffering of children, of dead fathers, of tearful mothers in dark africa. How long? Breathing out is the gentle moonlight, radiating calm to all suffering beings. How long? When compassionate is tapped out, breathing in the suffering of life replenishes. When suffering is overfull, breathing out compassion brings release. Om Vajra Sattva Hoong.