English
Ah! The great wisdom and splendor yogi enters the three doors, In the natural state of non-action, both samsara and nirvana, all dharmas vanish. From the state of equanimity without grasping, arises the unfeigned devotion of subsequent attainment, The guru's self-awareness is inseparable, and innate wisdom arises. Like water mixing with water, it merges with the minds of sentient beings pervading the sky, In the primordial realm, samsara is completely uprooted. With this auspicious and excellent prayer, may goodness be completely expanded. The kindness of the omniscient Dorje Ziji's teachings is profound, Like an unquenchable fire, I aspire to be a lazy Khenpo who desires to be learned. Born in the Rongnak area, I am not someone who knows nothing, Having attained the accomplishment of ignorance, I am the master of view, conduct, and fruition. Named "Dewai Dorje," when food and clothing are exhausted, I ask for forgiveness from everyone for the idle talk of borrowing that I have written. Here, in the southwest of the palace where Dzongshö Deshek gathers, at the time when the two accomplished masters, the guardians of the sacred treasure of the King of Meditation Caves, the sacred Lotus Crystal Mountain, opened it, From the wonderful liberation biography, it turned into the realm of ordinary faculties, From the depths of the throat of Pema Garwang Lodrö Thaye, only a slight amount of borrowing words were uttered. May there be auspiciousness! May it be virtuous! A Song of Experience.