ཁ་ཅིག་ལྷུན་པོ་ལྟ་བུར་ལུས་ཆེན་བསྒྱུར་ཏེ་ལྷགས། །
Standing in midair, they cast off their bodies; Immediately they transform into fresh flower garlands, And cover the realms of the victorious ones in all the trichiliocosm.
Light, Reality, Assembly