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Milarepa
The
Villagers from Ragma
One
day, some villagers from Ragma came to see the Jetsun. They asked him,
"Why do you like this place so much? Why is it that you are so happy
here? Pray, tell us what you think of all these things!"
In answer,
Milarepa sang :
Here is
the Bodhi-Place, quiet and peaceful.
The snow-mountain, the dwelling-place of deities,
Sands high above;
Below, far from here in the village, my faithful patrons live;
Surrounding it are mountains nestling in white snow.
In the foreground
stand the wish-granting trees;
In the valley lie vast meadows, blooming wild.
Around the pleasant, sweet-scented lotus, insects hum;
Along the banks of the stream
And in the middle of the lake,
Cranes bend their necks, enjoying the scene,
and are content.
On the branches
of the trees, the wild birds sing;
When the wind blows gently, slow dances the weeping willow;
In the treetops monkeys bound and leap for joy;
In the wild green pastures graze the scattered herds,
And merry shepherds, gay and free from worry,
Sing cheerful songs and play upon their reeds.
The people of the world, with burning desires and craving,
Distracted by affairs, become the slaves of earth.
From the
top of the Resplendent Gem Rock,
I, the yogi, see these things.
Observing them, I know that they are fleeting and transient;
Contemplating them, I realize that comfort and pleasure
Are merely mirages and water-reflections.
I see this life as a conjuration and a dream.
Great compassion rises in my heart
For those without a knowledge of this truth.
The food I eat is the Space-Void;
My mediation is Dhyana - beyond distraction.
Myriad visions
and various feelings all appear before me -
Strange indeed are Samsaric phenomena!
Truly amazing are the dharmas in the Three Worlds,
Oh, what a wonder, what a marvel!
Void is their nature, yet everything is manifested.
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