Milarepa, I bow to you, the heroics and God in you.
Achieved the impossible you did, path to others showed you did.
Never in humanity has been such a soul, led all to their goals.
Showering your blessings even today, unerring faith you displayed.
Hailstorm became blessing, miracle man became Milarepa.
That ruled you did over Tibet, no one else can come close, I bet.
Discipline and sincerity you showed on the path, it was sure to last.
Vision of yours I am to enjoy, as your blessings I enjoy.
No matter how jealous are people of you, matter not they shall to you.
Food, sleep, cloth all you abandoned, your goal you never abandoned.
Highest realization, oh victor of Kailash, I am blessed to know you at last.
Communication less communion you do, in your essence lose my senses I do.
- Insights of several saints as revealed by Para.