To live a well balanced, rewarding life of our dreams by day and sleep restfully at night.
Buddha In Glory (Rainier Maria Rilke 1875-1926)
Center of all centers, core of all cores,
almond self-enclosed and growing sweet-
all this universe, to the furthest stars
and beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit.
Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there, the rich thick fluids rise and flow.
Illuminated in your infinite peace,
a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead.
(Source: The Enlightened Heart An Anthology of Sacred Poetry Edited by Stephen Mitchell,P.131)