འདི་ལ་ནི་སྐྱེ་བའམ། འགག་པར་འགྱུར་བའི་ཆོས་གང་ཡང་མེད་དོ། །
Folding his hands in the direction of the Bhagavat, he praised him with these verses: “You have no color, sign, or shape, No cessation or origination, No root and no ground to stand upon, And you are free of any point of reference: I bow to you!
Light, Reality, Assembly