Peacocks from eastern India,
Parrot from the depths of Kongpo,
Though born in separate countries
Finally come together
In the holy land of Lhasa.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
Peacocks from eastern India,
Parrot from the depths of Kongpo,
Though born in separate countries
Finally come together
In the holy land of Lhasa.
Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama
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
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