Twelve Kinds of Yogic Joy
Milarepa describes the happy life of the wondering yogi.Like a criminal gaining his freedom from a dungeon hole The yogi who gives up his native country knows bliss. Like a spirited horse that's freed of hobbling chains The yogi who slips from perceived and perceiver knows bliss. Like a deer that has been wounded will lie low The yogi who lives on his own all alone knows bliss. Like the king of birds that wings his way on high The yogi who gains command over view knows bliss. Like the wild wind that's roaming though the sky The yogi not blocked by any obstruction knows bliss. Like a sheperd tending his flock of white-fleeced sheep The yogi tending his luminous/empty experience knows bliss. Like the massive bulk of the central king of mountain The yogi unfazed by transition and change knows bliss. Like the constant flow of a great and mighty river The unbroken-flow-of-experience-yogi knows bliss. Like a human corps as it lies in a cemetery The yogi whi shuts all activity down knows bliss. Like a stone that's thrown into the deep blue sea The yogi who never turns back again knows bliss. Like the sun that rises and lights up the whole of the sky The yogi who lights up everything knows bliss. Like a palm tree when you strip it of leaves The yogi not needing to be reborn knows bliss. This melody on these twelve kinds of yogi happiness Is a dharma gift to all of you, may it answer your question well. Translated by Jim Scott, under the direction of Khenpo Tsultrim Gyamtso Rinpoche. Zen Or Not
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