Arya Tara, Noble One
We bow down to your Lotus Feet
And beg you to remain enthroned
On the Lotus Throne within our hearts
We, your daughters and sons
Offer you the essence of whatever purity we may possess in the three times
Please accept the nectar of our pitiful practice
Please bless the potential of all our hopes and aspirations
And guide our lips and blind eyes
To suckle at the breast of the Sublime Bodhichitta
Mother Tara, protect us, now and at the time of our death.
Sooth and cleanse our minds of the sickness and fever of worthless distraction.
Hear us, Holy One, even though our very voices are tainted
With fear and slothfulness, weakened by Samsara’s spell.
Oh Mother, when we have caused you sorrow
How will you then appear for us in Nirmanakaya form
Through endless aeons for our sake –
How, Mother, will this occur
When our hearts and minds turn inward
With darkness and lack of caring for the suffering of others?
Oh Mother Tara, Holy One, Perfect One
We are lost.
Now more than ever darkness comes
And we are overcome with our weakness and poor view.
Yet you remain for us
Blessed Mother, Holy One, this very day
We make our hearts and minds your home
We beg you to come in glory
And to remain with us
With your Supreme Beauty, Sublime Power and Faultless Light
Until we are inseparable
And Samsara is emptied
Colophon: Written by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo, August 24th, 2004 Sedona, Arizona, when one of Tara’s daughters herself had fallen under Samsara’s dark spell
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