Milarepa, how did you do it:
Withstand freezing temperatures, starvation and
years of isolation?
How did you stay sane on those bitter nights with snow covering the land
and your only companions the wild animals?
How could your heart be that great?
Did your guilt about killing with magic drive you
Or was it your devotion to Marpa, or the suffering of beings?
You were a snow lion in its mountain den;
Eating hope and fear, making muscles and sinews of imperturbability,
Rending concept into nothingness.
Roaring beings awake.
Milarepa we need you now;
Materialism: physical, philosophical and spiritual clouds our minds
Sectarian hatred kills us with hideous weapons
Greed, with its pollution, destroys our land, sky and waters.
I supplicate you Milarepa
Please give us your perseverance, courage, and devotion
Please help us to be of benefit
Please, great one, look on us with kindness.