This was from Chogyam’s will. Dralas….could be understood as an embodiment of the spirit of enlightenment, presented to us through phenomenological existence. Kind of like how you can see something for so long without really seeing it, but then when you stop your preoccupations and actually see it… it can be a very profound experience.
True to form, always in good spirits.
Poem by Chogyam Trungpa, calligraphy by Barbara Bash. Music by Steve Gorn