Can we obtain the fruits of this & next life?
by Kawa Karpo
Can we possibly cross the river of delusion?
We have continuously momentary pleasures that
Deceitfully lead our lucid mind & same as binding nooses.
This sensual world is full of temptation as ocean of nector
Death is certain, we blindly opposing each other
Sun like Buddha instructed us but way will never come
And blissed us as moon rays threw at the topmost hill
of innocent heart.
Sand of words are blown by cool breeze of poetry
Due to scriptures of Buddhism, whose heart was perfectly clear.
That spiritual power beautified the rainbow
of upper sky with whole sentient beings & its remainders
You must dry it up if the sun of wisdom & ignorance
Are placed at the same stage with his dharma.
Abandon all the bodily conduct of visible place
It will pierce your wrongdoing by knife of loving Buddha.