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We have affirmed the
Charter for Compassion.
So can you. 
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Meditation on the Body
The ancients said, look at that body.
Foul, corrupt, full of filth,
A bag of faeces, urine and blood,
of vomit, gases, fats and oils.
And so they did, those monks of old,
And came to release all lustful selfish clinging
to this walking breathing corpse.
Today the teachers say, look at that body.
And looking in, I find the out,
Miraculous voyagings of stardust atoms,
Water cycles, chemical cycles, symbiotic
dancing of plants and animals, molecules,
cells and organs.
My breath is the breath of the rainforest.
My excretions the banquet of others.
My muscles and tissues, blood and bone are
the temporary arrangement of carrots,
fish and herbs on the way to being worms,
insects, birds and trees. How vast and wondrous!
And so they do, those mystic-scientists of today
And come to release all selfish clinging to
a separated "me"
And take a few more steps
on the way to home we never left.
(Tarchin Hearn, from Daily Puja, published by Wangapeka Books)
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