By lourdes On Wednesday, December 04 th, 2013 · no Comments · In

Billowing masses of clouds of offerings – outer, inner and enigmatic – both actually arrayed and created from the play of my absorbed concentration, and six pair of slender-bodied, delightful bestowers of bliss with lotus-hands stunningly beautiful with gifts that are worthy to offer – such common and uncommon presents as these, as well as my own body, speech and mind, whatever I enjoy and the bountiful store of my own constructive acts, I offer to you, with a mind unattached, undaunted and clear about the three cycles of time involved, O my bountiful field, my kind and sublime teacher, that I might please you.