Song to Je Rinpoche ~~~བསྐལ་བཟང་རྒྱ་མཚོ་
HH Seventh Dalai Lama Kelzang Gyatso (1708–1757)
Ah Je Rinpoche, in nature wisdom, compassion and power,
Whose legacy is not a stack of dry words, Whose successors, having won all realizations, Hold the transforming powers which bestow insight:
AH-HO-YE, what a legacy, what a legacy.
Ah Je Rinpoche, embodiment of Buddha Vajradhara, Not an exponent of shallow or false theories; Guru who is a supreme mahasiddha Outshining all other masters:
AH-HO-YE, what a Guru, what a Guru.
The oral teachings of the Ganden patriarchs Contain not a fraction but all of Buddha's methods. Core instructions on all theories and practices, They take the essence of every sutra and tantra in hand: AH-HO-YE, what core instructions,
what core instructions.
Your space-like yogas, free from philosophical extremes, Reveal not something invented by mind, But are the pinnacle of views on the way things are, A way divorced from the dusts of
eternalism and nihilism:
AH-HO-YE, what a pinnacle, what a pinnacle.
Your Mahamudra lineage, blissful and beyond intellect, Cannot be reached by mere samadhi, but Only by the meditation on bliss and radiance That reveals the ultimate nature of one's own mind: AH-HO-YE, what a meditation, what a meditation.
Your methods, hard and in harmony with the Way, Are not a vain pretense aimed at impressing others; But, keeping in mind what brings progress and what stagnation,
They aim solely at producing eternal bliss in trainees: AH-HO-YE, what an aim, what aim.
And I, a vajra who opens with pleasure, Sing not babble devoid of purpose; Some who see this will know joy, A delight both to themselves and to me: AH-HO-YE, what a joy, what a joy.
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