rje la gsol ba mi 'debs pa'i/ /

mi rtog ye shes 'dod pa de/ /

byang bstan phug pa nyi sgug 'dra/ /

snang sems 'dres dus de la med/ /

Expecting to realize non-conceptual wisdom,

Without praying to the precious master,

Is like waiting for sunshine in a cave facing north,

That way, appearances and mind will never merge