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འཕགས་པ་གསར་འད་དམ་པ་མད་སྡའ་དབང་པའ་རྒྱལ་པ་ཞས་བྱ་བ་ཐག་པ་ཆན་པའ་མད 5.20

The Sūtra of the Sublime Golden Light (3) 5.20

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5.20

“ ‘ “A hawk came, and that hawk
Took my dove chick away.
A grief like that in the dream
Has entered here into my heart.

“ ‘ “My mind is so tormented by sadness
It will not be long before I die.
Therefore, you who are compassionate,
Find my sons and give me my life!”

“ ‘After she had spoken, the principal queen
Fainted and lay there on the floor,
The faculty of awareness lost,
Her mind scattered and unconscious.

“ ‘All of the queen’s retinue also
Were weeping with pitiful cries
On seeing that the principal queen
Had fainted and was lying on the floor.

“ ‘Immediately, the lord of kings,
Oppressed by the misery of losing his sons,
Dispatched his ministers and court
To go in search of the youths.

“ ‘All the people throughout the town
Came out of their homes and gathered.
Weeping, with tears streaming down their faces,
They asked about Mahāsattva on the roads:

“ ‘ “Is he alive or is he dead?
Where has Mahāsattva gone?
Will we see him today?
How joyful to see that delightful being!”

“ ‘They soon heard an unpleasant sound,
A dreadful wind of misery in this land—
Endless manifestations that emitted no sound,
Together with those with ferocious sounds.

“ ‘King Mahāratha, standing up,
Oppressed by misery and weeping,
Continually sprinkled water on
The principal queen lying on the floor.

“ ‘He continued to sprinkle water
Until she had regained consciousness.
She asked with a despairing mind,
“Are my sons alive or dead?”

“ ‘King Mahāratha said
To his principal queen,
“The ministers and the court
Have gone in search of the boys.

“ ‘ “Do not let your mind be in deep despair
And have continuous misery in your heart.”
Speaking in that way, Mahāratha
Comforted the principal queen.

“ ‘The king came out of the palace
Oppressed by misery and weeping,
Accompanied by his ministers,
In despair, his body weakened.

“ ‘Also, many hundreds of people,
Running, weeping, with tears streaming,
Were coming out of the greatest of cities
In order to search for the princes.

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