I gave up things
To be here
To come to learn
I took masks off
Shaving my face
And shaving my head
That person is dead
But still
Sometimes
I grasp for him
Where has he gone
Oh did I go wrong somewhere?
I'm in the bardo of becoming
Old self died new self not yet born
They say this is a good place to wake up
If you don't grasp for the old or the new forms
Time flies
Now I
Must give up
Give up these clothes
Give up this name
Go back to
Somewhere
Has this bare skull
Become a mask?
How will
I cope
With living
Back in that world
Please teach me how
To always stay kind and open
I'm in the bardo of becoming
Old self died new self not yet born
They say this is a good time to wake up
If you don't grasp for the old or the new forms
My path leads to death in the body
That's why they call it a skeleton key
May awareness flood and bust all of my locks
Even those I pretend not to see