Our Small Blue Planet

Within my mindI live on a small blue planet.Everyone seems far away,No one seems close.Everywhere is blackness,Yet abundant life consumes each moment.I wish and hopeEveryone could see this blue fragile lifeFloating in the blackness—Next time they miss the bus,Next time they forget to look and smile.We are floating on a blue dot–We should all be frightfully concerned.No matter what you think, what I think,We will always be on this blue dot,Unless we are the masters of darknessOr the emperors of blackness.Look at each other–Be kindStopLook upSee blue.That color came from somewhere.It could be another color if we don’t play our cards right.Our worst enemies we should hold,Because even they love blue.The Sakyong, Jamgön Mipham RinpocheParis, June 2002 on the occasion of a solar eclipseThanks to the Shambhala Meditation Center of Atlanta for sharing this poem.