Shambhala Prayer
by 6th Panchen Lama

 

Homage to the kind spiritual master

Inseparably one with Kalachakra

Who has attained to the state of the empty body, with
The great unchanging bliss possessing all excellencies
In constant embrace with the beautiful dharmadhatu lover

To the north of India lies the fabulous land of Shambhala
Within the city of Kalapa a jewel at its heart.
There at its centre seated on a throne studded in gems,
As though riding a magical flying horse
Is Rudra Chakri, Wrathful Holder of the Wheel

I call to him, an embodiment of the Three Jewels:
Come forth with your weapon of inconceivable wisdom;
Slay from within me my every delusion
And my habit of grasping at a truly existent self.

Bless me that I may behold you in Shambhala
Wisely guiding your throngs of devotees.
And when the time comes to tame the barbarians,
May you keep me in your inner circle.

Should I die before achieving enlightenment
May I be reborn in Shambhala, in the city of Kalapa,
And have the good fortune to drink the honey
Of the sublime teachings of the kalkin masters.

May I take to completion the profound non-dual message
Of the two yogic stags of tantric practice as taught in
Guhyasamaja, Yamantake, Heruka Chakrasamvara and Kalachakra;
Thus in this very lifetime may I achieve realisation of
The clear light and illusory body in perfect union,
Or the empty body conjoined with the unchanging bliss.

 

(translated by Glenn H. Mullin)

  

 
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