Lyrics of Life

where is the lion? when will he come? I do not have a turquoise-mane my turquoise-mane is the forest of Ganden burial ground, the deer and d...

you agitated my rivers blighted flower buds fouled the sweet-scented air harassed the birds of the land arrayed in turquoise petals you ripp...

All forms appearing in the vast three thousand worlds I offer as the supreme mudra of body Please grant the siddhi of unchanging form ...