O my sweet and Smiling One Call me from the other shore, Call me, Whisper Every echo I have chased within my Soul. Call me Padmapadma, Call me lotus foot Walking lightly on the river Toward a vision Calling Wooing. Call me foolish and enchanted With Tibetan lore and love call, Charmed by streams of endless chanting, Through the mountains, Across vast canyons, His was the One Voice That I followed. Mountains hide all secret treasures, And the sweet voice of the Master Fades as night in all directions. Empty, longing for His love song, I knelt in prayer, Wept to hear His kind voice Calling, Calling only love To me. | Secret treasures, mountains, streams, Only when we yearn for Nothing, Nothing only beauty's ways, Ah Tibetan Love Call - Singing at the height of China, From her grandest, sacred mountains. Only when We stand naked, All emotion opened in us, Mourning to we plead to God To come and scatter all the phantoms, All the voices But His one song. Then within the sacred Presence We surrender Every burden, limitation And to His breast Our hearts now run, Our souls to rest. Listen For His sweet words call me: "Precious Padmapadma, Ever so faithful, Lotus Foot, come cross the river, I am here to ever guide you, Follow now My ancient Love Call." Call me beautiful, The disciple In a vision's height enraptured By the Lotus Smiling One, Calling with Tibetan chanting, Moving as all nature dancing Through my depths A memory calls. Call me foolish And enchanted, Laughing with the swirling waters. Call me childlike To abandon Every fear, To hear more clearly The sweet mystery of our union Ah Tibetan Love call. Ananda (Aíne Nevar) June 5, 1986 |
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