A collected mind serves as a safeguard,
Otherwise, how could we tolerate awakening's overwhelming presence?
A busy mind would simply suffer burnout,
Like a drop trying to grasp the ocean's vastness.
A heart on fire with longing to awaken does the impossible,
Allowing us to venture where we would normally dread.
For ego-mind's demise is no laughing matter,
Yet a daring heart only smiles as the heat turns up.
