When the lord avalokiteshvara looked down at the human world, he cried a single tear for all suffering and lost desires that ravaged his people.
He wept, the tear streaming down his face and forming a great pond. From the depths of its water sprang a blue lotus, and on the lotus appeared Tara: clad in the silks and jewels of a princess, but born with the mark of anguish inside her
Tara was cast out by her lord
Banished to a planet of ice and isolation
She was told never to return
Until she was able to revoke all pain out of her
As she walked in the wilderness she cried:
born of your compassion
Your tears for your people
But when you banished me to this existence
The sorrow of a thousand souls coursing through me
Avalokiteshvara did you weep for Tara?
Did you tremble like the thundering anguish that tremors inside me
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