Imagination is mithyā
Distortion and fabrication
But there is no way that you
Can cut being off from
The delusionality of being
And the only way out
Of the delusion is to
Go all the way through
For imagination translates
Into its own language and
Casts in its own mould
The perceptions from outside
Spontaneously tracing
The universal sequence
And ordering of all things
To realise itself in the
Most extra-ordinary ways
