Once there was a woman who lived in a rock
and spent her days like a lotus burnt by frost
striving to be freed.
A great sage wandering in the wilderness
heard her singing a sad and gentle song
and followed her voice.
She taught him how to enter the rock,
the deep, open spaces inside, endless
worlds folded within worlds.
Every atom held a million universes.
He watched as they all came to an end
in a catastrophic fire.
Reality is internal to our minds.
—a found poem from a 10th C. Kashmiri Sanskrit text known as
"The Way to Freedom," and summarized by David Shulman
in The New York Review of Books.
"The Way to Freedom," and summarized by David Shulman
in The New York Review of Books.