at kailash, the axis of the world, live shiva and parvati;
the sweat from their loving falls as snow in pristine purity.
their meditation melts and flows as grace to fill the lake of mind,
which sustains the world with magic rivers compassionate and kind.
two great perfect masters, padmasambhava and milarepa,
remain bowed before this wondrous mountain of hidden shambhala.
the four faces of primordial kailash are sacramental:
blood ruby, solar gold, sky lapis lazuli and star crystal.
the wealth of this fierce mountain is spiritual and protective;
no man foolish enough to climb its sacred slopes will long survive.
o lucky pilgrim who circumambulates the foot of kailash-
by grace, mind surrenders to burning spirit and becomes pure ash!
darvish has heard that in the quiet of snowfall lit by moonlight,
one can hear faint cries of ecstasy that inspire divine delight!
