Douglas Penick


Gesar of Ling's Vision of Mt. Magyel Pomra


Warriors of Ling, do not struggle.
Light and awareness are indivisible.
Just look into the mirror of the self-existing mind.
See things just as they are.

Because awareness and phenomena have never separated,
The treasury of Magyel Pomra opens to me.
This black rock mountain is the nature of space.
This black rock mountain is a mansion of light.
This black rock mountain is the gift of awareness,

Marked only with the name of Magyel Pomra.
Seeing it is the experience of compassion.

Because awareness and mind have never separated,
The treasury of Magyel Pomra is now open to me.

(From THE WARRIOR SONG OF KING GESAR, Douglas J. Penick, Mill City Press pp.26-7)

Submitted: Friday, November 23, 2012

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Gesar sits motionless amidst his puzzled and restless warriors for more than a day. Through the night and the day, his heart throbs like a torch in the wind and his eyes bulge as he stares at the face of the black rock mountain range, which now seems to seethe with veins of burning lava. In the late afternoon, he sings this song.

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