On this journey full of obstacles
There is a warmth of happiness
She is called benevolent Ama

The one who worships deities and nagas
Exhausted by the snow and wind
She is Ama of the world

In her tears, there is an old wound
Deep in her heart, the agony is buried

Ama, Ama
In the fabric of your life
You laughed when happy
You cried when sad
If put to a song, the lyrics would be soaked with tears
If written down, the realm of paper would fall into grief
Ama, the only one in this world Continue reading “Ama”

Fourteen Lines for His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama

by Nyen

You are the water that settles the dust
You are the wind which travels everywhere in all seasons
You are the gentle leaves of a rosewood forest
You are the central channel always in peace
You are the oral lamp, tamer of ignorance
You are a singular and refreshing oasis
You are the composer of a thousand small lives
You are the messenger of all fleeting things such as dreams, illusions, bubbles and dewdrops Continue reading “Fourteen Lines for His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama”