Dreams

How I wish there was something to say

To nuture the dreams we have today

To seek the path and find a way

To hold you close, to sway,

To music only we can hear- Sacrament of joy spoken to my ear- I love you;

I love you;

ah, my Dear What secret whisper brought you here!

I love you.

So very clear I miss you can you not hear My sighs?

My light?

Floating down the river night

Soon be gone from your sight.

Love you.

You Are

You are the Light of my life

The beat of my heart

The breath of my body

The song of my speech

The rapture of my mind I love you.

You are the core of my Samaya

The truth of my accomplishment

The nectar of my mind

The warrior of my method

The bearer of my LOVE

You are my blazing one

You are beloved Sun

You are a candle light

To warm me through the night

You are my feast, my Fire

You are my SHINING ONE

You make me come undone

You dance within my sight

You make me feel it right

You make me see your face

I see it when you move about

I’ll be your friend I’ll shout you out!

I’ll get you there

If you can go.

© Jetsunma Ahkön Lhamo

Star Child

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Bright, shining

Star child

Tripping, dancing

In the light

Who are you?

I am

The lover; the beloved.

The father and the child.

The voice and the song.

The kingdom is mine!

Playfully, joyfully fathered by

All that is

I am born

Into glory!

I am glory!

Born to soar,

I hold in my hand

The seed and the fruit of forever

What a joy to cherish

This moment.

Forever-now.

To see in myself

The promise.

The song of love, sung

By me, for me.

Born in light

I am light;

Dazzling!

Pure, perfect crystalline

Light.

Becoming, multiplying, forever.

I am bathed

In exquisite joy –

Always.

One with Infinity

Star child!

By Alyce Mulloy

© Jetsunma Ahkön Lhamo

In Honor of Her Noble Life

Thubten Palchen 9/13/1929 - 2:30am 1/8/2010
Thubten Palchen 9/13/1929 - 2:30am 1/8/2010

Thubten Palchen  9/13/1929 – 2:30am 1/8/2010

The last poem Palchen wrote:
Golden warmth
Crimson heart
Within my chalice
I lie wrapped in
Guru and consort
My home
Within my bodyhome
Impermanent
No ground but love
by Thubten Palchen

Sang Wisdom

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Sang Wisdom to the Fire, “Warm me.” And he replied, “Breathe, Beloved,” for he knew her breath was fire too. So she did, and the cycle was complete.

Cried Wisdom to the fire, “Carry me.”  And he replied, “Sing, Beloved!”  For he knew that the sound of ecstasy was a song he had heard and never forgotten, once, and very soon again.  So she did. And the nectar of love filled the worlds.

Called Wisdom to the fire, “I cannot see you! Come to me!” And he replied, “Close your eyes, Beloved,” for he knew that Wisdom is innocent of time and space. So she did, and she remembered.

Thus the magical empowerment of the Divine Consorts was born again, and filled the worlds.

The sweetness tasted again of what has always been- ONE.

Written by JAL Nov 1996

May blessings prevail!

Meditating Feet

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I’ve been a little off lately-
Voices from the past
A tender dream I had that could not last
Better get my meditating feet on the ground.
Them old Blues is coming round.

Quiet my heart, don’t be misled.
Need to put this story straight to bed.
Do some contemplation in my head.
What’s done is done, and I done bled.

Beat the odds, and I survived
Now I need to feel the love inside.
See, what I get is what I provide
Loving freely really opens your eyes!

Still those Blues keep coming round.
Tiny little feet, great big sound.
Get those meditating feet on the ground
Stick with truth, who’s lost is  found

I know that’s true, and true don’t lie
Cling to happy and it makes you cry
Try to hold on, you moan and sigh
Just let go, and try to fly.
Don’t let those voices make you cry.

Copyright ©  Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo.  All rights reserved

Better Listen

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Crazy Wisdom lives inside my head.
Holy dreams when I go to bed
Bitter tears that I cannot shed
Ya better listen.

So much suffering that we cannot see
That’s the way it will always be.
Until you yourself set your mind free
Ya gotta listen.

When your only dream is about yourself
And your heart so cold you love no one else.
Will you die this way? Or ask for help?
Ya better listen.

I know only love is worth our time.
Will we reach our bliss with a life sublime
Or just continue to run blind?
Ya gotta listen!

Return Beloved

Guru Rinpoche and Mandarava
Guru Rinpoche and Mandarava

The sky, deep and clear
Remind me of Your mind.
This great tree, having born much fruit
Remind me of Your life.
The water flowing through the land
The stream of benefit You brought.

My thoughts always return to You.
From the habit of so many lives
At Your feet. And Your eyes
Enchant me, as always, seen in memory.
I will always know You, and You me.
Only space between us. Only time.

Still I drink from Your deep well.
Nourished by Your great kindness.
And await the blessing of Your holy face.
Await the sound of Your holy steps.
The wonder of Your precious voice.

Oh, Beloved, Great Warrior, King of Light.
Return to me, to all who yearn for You!
Though You bless us still- return!
You are the beat of my heart, my joy!
You, my strength, my Guide, my source-
Led by example, I will benefit beings.
Following You, I will practice.
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