Friends of the Lotus,
Last week, Snow and I went down to
Terdrom, the sacred hot-springs mountain
where Padmasambhava and his consort
Yeshe Tsogyal spent 7 years cultivating the
highest practices together. We hiked up
5,000 meters to the caves where they practiced,
did puja there, and when we got back to the
lodge below to soothe ourselves in the hot-spring
pool, this poem downloaded like falling rain.
This place is for real, well worth a visit...
Dan & Snow
Terdrom
Prayer flags
Drape rocky crags
Across this magic place.
Stone strewn streams
Splash Sky Dance dreams
In fields of sacred space.
Shaggy yaks
With saddle packs
Lumber cross the vale.
Rainbow waves
Of terma rays
Pour down from hidden caves.
Hot springs steam
From brimstone seams,
Puff clouds wreath the peaks.
Padmasambhava--
The Lotus Born--
In wind blown whispers speaks:
"From birth to grave
We seek the cleft
From which we surged as babes.
With Heaven's grace
In Earth's embrace,
Sacrum forges primal force