ཅིའི་ཕྱིར་ཞེ་ན།
Father, even if one could draw pictures in the empty sky, Or gather the minds of all sentient beings, as many as there are, into one, Or, my father, bind the sun, the moon, and the wind with a noose, One could still not move the Bodhisattva from the seat of awakening.”
Perfection of wisdom, bodhisattva great beings, practice