Vajradhatu.*)

On the plain of boundless space,
not destroyed by any mace,
there's no need for me to race
since it is always the case
that the middle of it's face
is just here to where I chase.

It is deep, profoundly kind,
and as infinite as mind.

There's no way for me to grind
it's vestige that doesn't bind
since it isn't to be found
although it contains the sound
of both butterflies and thunder.

It can not be cut asunder.


*): "Vajradhatu" (Sanskrit): 
     "Indestuctible space".