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by Nun Ngawang Tendon

When the rain clouds bring rainbows
Many are its beauties
When the hailstorm comes
Perish will the powerless beauties.

One can wash his face with tears,
But sorrow within cannot be washed.
One can thump his chest like a drum,
But the ignorance within cannot be dispelled.

Ego and envy arise
Lose will your appetite for spirituality
And thirst will arise for sin.

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