Atish Dipankar Srigya
Attained in Himalayas,
And out of deep concern,
Like a floating cloud He moved,
To pour His heart; compassion,
Reached Tibet to flood people,
Waiting with deep overflowing,
Magnetic resonance of Being.
With sharing soul He showered,
A man of deep caring fragrance,
Turned poison into nectarous glow,
A man of deeper alchemy and God,
‘Atisha’ The Son of ultimate Living,
The blissfulness of unknown Kind,
Never did He return, never looked back.
From India to Tibet He became a bridge,
With divine grace of celestial semblance,
With Love beyond words He overflowed
the land of Silence,
With celebration deep and rooted thought
of nothing He guided the pupil,
With deep compassionate Mind,
He taught the practice of the No-Mind,
‘Bodhichitta’ – A state of thoughtless Muse,
He taught the fragrance of the Beyond.
‘Atisha’ – a heart full of blessings,
A heart full of nectar and bliss,
With knowledge deep and knowing,
He became a flowing river from base to top,
He moved vertical and touched the Top,
To sit and talk and feel the pain of those
moving up from horizontal front,
By turning base metal to Gold,
A magic Man of spiritual growth,
‘Atisha’ lived and worked for common folk,
Pouring His inner being and absorbing
all negative things,
He embraced the whole of existence,
With loving caring and sharing Joy.
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