On Meditation

On Meditation What is your secret? You are so calm, content and cool! Don't you eat meat, Eggs, milk and ghee? Or you bath every morning in Zanskar-River! Let you teach me to meditate, o dear monk Sitting there on the windy mountain! I shall teach you Darood and Wazeef. And you know what...! Then we shall be flying high and free as geese Over the valleys and woods: (Unlike angels who need wings) On a prayer-mat, riding a lion, a horse, Or seated in a chariot; Anytime, anywhere we wish! Such as, perching in the northern gloomy woods, Are centuries-old glaciers and freezing cold.