Hung Syllable surrounded by Vajra Guru Mantra.
2004 Spring

Kindness of the Mahaguru

From the very heart of compassion, 

You came to the borderlands

To tear asunder hope and fear.

From the vault of your vast sky mind, 

The blessings of pure dharma

Came, like a sweet rain, 

Long awaited.



Due to your great kindness, 

The lost sangha assembled 

And the holy places arose.

The pinnacle teachings rested firmly 

On the foundation of pure motivation,

And you never let us forget impermanence.


Now, without your physical body to comfort us,

We grieve without tears, 

Immersed in the blessing

Of mind beyond all extremes.


A year later we reunited among snow peaks 

In homage to the mahaguru,

Amidst a great fire puja

Led by lineage lamas in the four directions.


Clouds of white blessing smoke,

Liberating by sight and smell, 

Filled the lungs.

There was no separation.


After the ceremony, 

Few remained

To witness the sudden appearance

Of the clear flame, a great butter lamp offering.


One second a flaming heruka, 

One second a fiery snow lion, 

One second a fire horse— 

The flames leaped into space.



The eyes of Rinpoche’s vast vision,

The tongue of Rinpoche’s continuous dharma teachings,

And the heart of Rinpoche’s boundless compassion

Remain with us.


—Lama Norbu


2004 Spring

Kindness of the Mahaguru

From the very heart of compassion, 

You came to the borderlands

To tear asunder hope and fear.

From the vault of your vast sky mind, 

The blessings of pure dharma

Came, like a sweet rain, 

Long awaited.



Due to your great kindness, 

The lost sangha assembled 

And the holy places arose.

The pinnacle teachings rested firmly 

On the foundation of pure motivation,

And you never let us forget impermanence.


Now, without your physical body to comfort us,

We grieve without tears, 

Immersed in the blessing

Of mind beyond all extremes.


A year later we reunited among snow peaks 

In homage to the mahaguru,

Amidst a great fire puja

Led by lineage lamas in the four directions.


Clouds of white blessing smoke,

Liberating by sight and smell, 

Filled the lungs.

There was no separation.


After the ceremony, 

Few remained

To witness the sudden appearance

Of the clear flame, a great butter lamp offering.


One second a flaming heruka, 

One second a fiery snow lion, 

One second a fire horse— 

The flames leaped into space.



The eyes of Rinpoche’s vast vision,

The tongue of Rinpoche’s continuous dharma teachings,

And the heart of Rinpoche’s boundless compassion

Remain with us.


—Lama Norbu


2004 Spring

Kindness of the Mahaguru

From the very heart of compassion, 

You came to the borderlands

To tear asunder hope and fear.

From the vault of your vast sky mind, 

The blessings of pure dharma

Came, like a sweet rain, 

Long awaited.



Due to your great kindness, 

The lost sangha assembled 

And the holy places arose.

The pinnacle teachings rested firmly 

On the foundation of pure motivation,

And you never let us forget impermanence.


Now, without your physical body to comfort us,

We grieve without tears, 

Immersed in the blessing

Of mind beyond all extremes.


A year later we reunited among snow peaks 

In homage to the mahaguru,

Amidst a great fire puja

Led by lineage lamas in the four directions.


Clouds of white blessing smoke,

Liberating by sight and smell, 

Filled the lungs.

There was no separation.


After the ceremony, 

Few remained

To witness the sudden appearance

Of the clear flame, a great butter lamp offering.


One second a flaming heruka, 

One second a fiery snow lion, 

One second a fire horse— 

The flames leaped into space.



The eyes of Rinpoche’s vast vision,

The tongue of Rinpoche’s continuous dharma teachings,

And the heart of Rinpoche’s boundless compassion

Remain with us.


—Lama Norbu


2004 Spring

Kindness of the Mahaguru

From the very heart of compassion, 

You came to the borderlands

To tear asunder hope and fear.

From the vault of your vast sky mind, 

The blessings of pure dharma

Came, like a sweet rain, 

Long awaited.



Due to your great kindness, 

The lost sangha assembled 

And the holy places arose.

The pinnacle teachings rested firmly 

On the foundation of pure motivation,

And you never let us forget impermanence.


Now, without your physical body to comfort us,

We grieve without tears, 

Immersed in the blessing

Of mind beyond all extremes.


A year later we reunited among snow peaks 

In homage to the mahaguru,

Amidst a great fire puja

Led by lineage lamas in the four directions.


Clouds of white blessing smoke,

Liberating by sight and smell, 

Filled the lungs.

There was no separation.


After the ceremony, 

Few remained

To witness the sudden appearance

Of the clear flame, a great butter lamp offering.


One second a flaming heruka, 

One second a fiery snow lion, 

One second a fire horse— 

The flames leaped into space.



The eyes of Rinpoche’s vast vision,

The tongue of Rinpoche’s continuous dharma teachings,

And the heart of Rinpoche’s boundless compassion

Remain with us.


—Lama Norbu


2004 Spring

Kindness of the Mahaguru

From the very heart of compassion, 

You came to the borderlands

To tear asunder hope and fear.

From the vault of your vast sky mind, 

The blessings of pure dharma

Came, like a sweet rain, 

Long awaited.



Due to your great kindness, 

The lost sangha assembled 

And the holy places arose.

The pinnacle teachings rested firmly 

On the foundation of pure motivation,

And you never let us forget impermanence.


Now, without your physical body to comfort us,

We grieve without tears, 

Immersed in the blessing

Of mind beyond all extremes.


A year later we reunited among snow peaks 

In homage to the mahaguru,

Amidst a great fire puja

Led by lineage lamas in the four directions.


Clouds of white blessing smoke,

Liberating by sight and smell, 

Filled the lungs.

There was no separation.


After the ceremony, 

Few remained

To witness the sudden appearance

Of the clear flame, a great butter lamp offering.


One second a flaming heruka, 

One second a fiery snow lion, 

One second a fire horse— 

The flames leaped into space.



The eyes of Rinpoche’s vast vision,

The tongue of Rinpoche’s continuous dharma teachings,

And the heart of Rinpoche’s boundless compassion

Remain with us.


—Lama Norbu


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