Oh Blessed one

O Blessed One, you appeared to me in my dreams By Dr Ujjwal Bikram Khadka.

Buddha, O Blessed one you appeared to me in my dreams the other day
Thank you, what can I say.
Dream, oh yes, and what a dream it was,
What spectacle, what Grace!

Out in this heavenly realm,
In this vast expanse of divine and pristine fields,
this spectacle of exquisite calm and repose,
you nursed my wounds, you appeared to me in my dreams.
And what a dream it was,
what spectacle, what Grace!

The wounds they were all centred around my heart
and you were working around them and with them,
And you were healing them.
Your mere touch was enough to heal this eternally aching, ailing heart.
You heal wounds.
And that is part of your majesty, your grandeur.

So just on the content and nature of the dream itself
here I was – all-resigned, meekly and puny against your grandeur, your Grace,
here I was ailing and hoping
and there you were magnanimous, beautiful, other-worldly,
your hair flowing, your countenance blissful.
There was an emanation of a sense of bliss unswerving, unparalleled, other-worldly.
Your halo was expansive: not unlike the vast
ocean of flowing Grace that was and is on offer.
O Buddha, you are a doctor’s doctor,
You are a healer, you nurse wounds, you heal hearts.
Such was your Grace
Such is your Grace.

What can I say, you nursed my wounds
And the wounds which were bordered around my heart,
And just on the expansive nature of the heavenly realm itself,
It felt as though the grass, the ambience,
the vast, vast open sky themselves were in some kind of trance,
Mesmerized, blissful and elated, they seemed to exult in your glory, majesty and magnanimity.
You nurse wounds, you nursed my wounds.
Such was your Grace
Such is your Grace!

And just in the way you touched and nursed my wounds, in my heart, my soul
It felt and feels as though you’ve breathed a new life.
Oh, how ignorant of me to have dissuaded myself from your Grace, to have remained ignorant
Bewildered and ignorant I remained, wallowing in self-pity and delusion
In Samsara I’d been trudging
But that has changed now.
So, thank you, O Blessed one, healer of hearts and souls!
Thank you for unleashing a new hope, a new promise, a new sense of zest.
Thank you for your majesty, thank you for your Grace!

Now, you didn’t just heal me
You bestowed divine wings upon me
You unleashed a new life
O, I can fly now
And such flight has been bestowed upon me!
Buddha, O blessed one
Thank you for the Grace,
And such flight has been bestowed upon me.
You appeared to me in my dreams
And bestowed such Grace upon me
Thank you for your love
and thank you for your Grace!