ལས་བརྒྱ་ཐམ་པ་པ 23.15

23.15

Engulfs the whole world now.

“ ‘Today the boat of Dharma,
Sailing to the port of nirvāṇa,
Was wrecked by Aṅgada
And other heartless fools. It’s gone.

“ ‘It is gone without a trace—
In its place is irreligion.
The māras’ victory call
Resounds through Māra’s horde.

“ ‘Now, on the very hill in Videha
Where once thundered the lion’s roar,
Śakra and his suite of servants
Are shot through with pain and sorrow.

“ ‘Today the world, even Brahmāloka,
Is defenseless and in despair.
Māra and his horde run rampant,
Arrogant and unopposed.

“ ‘The Teacher pointed out
The way to liberation, and, at the end, he entered nirvāṇa.
The Sage’s wings of awakening
And paths to liberation are cut. They’re gone.

“ ‘Those who bathed in its waters,
Kauṇḍinya and the rest, once were cured and perfected.
But today the pool of the Dharma, where the flowers
Of the factors of awakening bloomed, has run dry.

“ ‘The assembly of the doctrine—where did it go?
The doctrine holders—where have they gone?
There is no more joy in Jambudvīpa,
And we despair from seeing this today.

“ ‘The Buddha’s children, finely trained,
Born of the Dharma King’s speech,
Fixed the rudder and abandoned affliction.
These eloquent tigers—where have they gone?

“ ‘In every world, the Lord’s children,
Who held up the Buddha’s central pillar,
Have left the rubbish heaps, ravines,
And forests. Where have they gone?

“ ‘Ever since they went away,
Like the moon in Rāhu’s clutches,
The hermitages have no allure.
They’re devoid of any appeal.

“ ‘Trained in knowledge and mores,
Adorned with jewels of faith,
Patient and kind,
Winnowing the ill from good,

“ ‘The supremely intelligent ones,
The beings who adorned this land
With its monasteries, groves,
And stūpas—all are gone.

“ ‘Seeing that the world has lost its guide,
In abject suffering and out of pity,
The gods and other divine beings
Wander, lament,