White crane! Lend me your wings I will not fly far From Lithang, I shall return So wrote a desolate and lonely Tsangyang Gyatso (whose name means ‘Ocean of Melodious Songs’), the Sixth Dalai Lama of Tibet, wrote to a lady-friend of his in Shol town in 1706, when he …
Sleepless I am
Because I am in Love;
Fatigue and frustration overwhelm
When day brings not my beloved to me.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
Never have I slept without a sweetheart
Nor have I spent a single drop of sperm
It may be more correct and safer to state that some of the verses indirectly show his deep knowledge and practice of of tantra, The claim of control over his flow of sperm openly declared his grasp and mastery of tantric practices.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
Sweetheart awaiting me in my bed
Yielding tenderly her sweet soft body,
Has she come to cheat me
And disrobe me of my virtues?
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
The garrulous parrot
Please stay with your mouth shut.
The thrush in the willow grove
Has promised to sing a song for me
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
My sweetheart who truly loved me
Has been stolen to wed another.
I am sick with longing sorrow
And frustration emaciates my frail body.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
Even the stars in the sky
Can be measured by astrology.
Her body can be caressed,
But not so fathomed
Her deep inner longing.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
