Blessing

May you lose your richness of wealth and not of mind

Nor compassion and nor heart that is kind

The only thing that you can find
in your bust that makes you different
from the wilderness and the wild

May you lose the land at hand

For your palaces that go up spiral round

May you have your feet on the ground

And keep it high  the mind that thinks

May you blossom all the time
keep your heart that never stinks.

May you live close to your thoughts

May you never be ruled by desires.