In Tibet: A nomadic pasture land in Amdo Ladrang |
“When
taken to the stream,
It’s bound
for the river agleam;
There to
the bastion of vice
Infested
with insatiability-lice.
When taken
to the tryst,
It’s bound
for sound twist;
Up the overlapping
steps
Thus mortified,
up sweeps.
Pamper it or
save yourself.
Pamper thus
to the tune,
Ill-inspiration
or Love yourself truly.”
Yes, in such
sense, there is the other version of Self-Love rather than that as the offshoot
of foul selfishness, arrogance, conceit…
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