Through endless ages, the mind has never changed.
It has not lived or died, come or gone, gained or lost.
It isn’t pure or tainted, good or bad, past or future,
true or false, male or female.
It isn’t reserved for monks or lay people,
elders to youths, masters or idiots,
the enlightened or unenlightened.
It isn’t bound by cause and effect
and doesn’t struggle for liberation.
Like space, it has no form.
You can’t own it and you can’t lose it.
Mountains rivers or walls can’t impede it.
But this mind is ineffable
and difficult to experience.
It is not the mind of the senses.
So many are looking for this mind,
yet it already animates their bodies.
It is theirs, yet they don’t realize it.