First, better not to see Falling in love’s senseless. Second, better not know – Misery’s senseless too.
This month passes away, The next month does come. I will visit you in – The light half of the moon. -Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
A lifetime gone,
turning and turning ;
mountains, rivers, stupas –
Not to seek rebirth,
but to meet you along the way.
– Tsangyang Gyatso, the 6th Dalai Lama
If I could meditate as deeply
on the sacred texts as I do
on you, I would clearly be
enlightened in this lifetime.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
Drops of rain wash away
The love songs written in
Black and White
But love, though unwritten,
Remains long after, in the heart.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
So the tree falls in love with the sparrow,
And the sparrow falls in love with the tree, too;
When the two in love unite into one,
The hawk, the bird of prey, e’en can do them none.
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
Yama, the mirror of my karma
Residing in the realm of death,
You must judge and grant justice.
Here, while alive, I had no justice.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
“If she who stole my heart Were to become my wife Like landing a jewel Drawn from the ocean’s depths” – Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
“From the peaks of the western mountains, I see white clouds boiling in the sky. It is the smoke of fragrant incense, An offering from the one who’s won my heart” – Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
