The nature of the sky
Transcends all color and shape
So light and dark clouds cannot block it
That’s the way with mind
The essence of my mind
Leaves all shape and color far behind
So good and bad deeds cannot block what it is
They can’t fix it, break it, make it good or bad!
You can say that space
Is totally empty
But what space is really like leaves words behind
Just so with your own mind
You can call it luminous
But the mind that you’ve just named, you cannot find
The nature of the mind
Has always been like space
Containing everything that there is.
—Tilopa
Cosmic Flotsam 