Listen,
O brothers and sisters,
You who have mastered the teaching -
If you recognize me,
Queen of the Lake of Awareness,
Who encompasses
Both emptiness and form,
Know that I live in the minds
Of all beings who live.
Know that I live
In the body of mind
And the field of the senses,
That the twelve kinds of matter
Are only my bones and my skin.
We are not two,
Yet you look for me outside;
When you find me within yourself,
Your own naked mind,
That Single Awareness
Will fill all worlds,
Then the joy of the One
Will hold you like a lake-
Its fish with gold-seeing eyes,
Will grow many and fat.
Hold to that knowledge and pleasure,
And the creative will be your wings.
You will leap through the green meadows
Of earthly appearance,
Enter the sky-fields and vanish.
--
Yeshe Tsogyal, Women in Praise of the Sacred
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