We stood and we listened. Underneath the big khor lo, underneath the dpal beu, we opened our eyes to see. With great wisdom and compassion, deep love arises. As the knots tie together its composite parts, so too are our hearts woven as one. As the wheel turns, so too are we reminded that there is much work to be done.
We are grateful for your love. We are thankful for your presence. "May the students stay close to their teachers. May the deep love between master and disciple continue to grow." We remember, today, your wishes. In it we remember our duty to all sentient beings.
