Blooming Flowers of True Love

Tend to the ground of daily meditations

Catching the hook of the Compassionate Ones

The soil is naturally tilled

By planting the Mantra seeds of True Love

Time stands still in the clear waters

Of the soil the elephant mind

Determined to weed any obstacle

Of those attached to a form

As a rose is just as beautiful

As any other flower

In the desert of those

Who would not even water a cactus

To nurture the bloom

Of future relationships

Give a pure flowering of True Love

By being in the blooming of fields of True Love

Buddha fields forever

Om nipuna ksemya suksema anantara vajra dautya abhishincami mahamudramandalebhyah svarva