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His Name, Jina
Leona Smith Kremser
In bliss, beyond Whisper of incense And one-hundred eight He is, because He put His foot To a path of thorns That bled Him Alone, none other living thing. His path, ahimsā.
Celestial flowers, a praise For the Enlightened One And all three worlds at peace.
Like unto Him, ye Every hour may tread the path Whereon all living things bless Your harmless passage, leading To the top of the universe, ye there Beyond rebirth. for endless time Your soul dwelling in pure ahimsā, O bliss, like unto His soul. His name, Jina.
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