coconuts of wakefulness

n the jungles of flaming ego,
May there be a cool iceberg of bodhicitta

On the racetrack of bureaucracy,
May there be the walk of the elephant.

May the sumptuous castle of arrogance,
Be destroyed by vajra confidence.

In the garden of gentle sanity,

May you be bombarded with coconuts of wakefulness.

Chögyam Trungpa Rimpoche
(February 28, 1939 – April 4, 1987)