There’s no way to thank you now
And yet we feel you everywhere
You are in the soft breeze coming through the window in late afternoon
You are making rainbows and rain
You are the three kayas
Dancing in space
And you are in everything that is here
From the first stones turned into the stupa to the last instructions
for the cabinets in the temple
But your body is gone now from this place
You were the one we relied on when things were difficult
You were our protector
You knew how to hold a line
You felt the spirits of this land
And were guided by them
We danced and played with you
The beginning of making a garden is the hardest part
The digging and pulling out weeds
There seems to be nothing there when you plant seeds
Just dirt and work
You lived to see your garden flower
But not to eat the fruit of the trees you planted
Yet those fruits many beings will eat for years to come
Your merit is immeasurable
And your vision so vast
Let us ride those wind horses with you back to the Land of the Dakinis
They gave you to us and now they’ve taken you back
But let us go with you and then let’s come back together soon
-Tsultrim Allione, August 22, 2010