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---Translated by Peter Cooper (xjc)
 
If we were not to meet, we would not fall in love;
If we were not in acquaintance, we would not be drowned in lovesickness;
If we were not in company, we would not mutually owe;
If we were not to cherish, we would not recall;
If we were not to fall in love, we would not mutually abandon;
If we were not face to face, we would not meet;
If we were not to hurt, we would not fail to be loyal;
If we were not to promise, our love would not continue;
 Albeit, ever to meet is to know! If ever is as such, better not to meet.
Alas! How could I part with you eternally, thus not in the gyre of endless lovesickness?
If we were not to meet, we would not fall in love;
If we were not in acquaintance, we would not be drowned in lovesickness;
If we were not in company, we would not mutually owe;
If we were not to cherish, we would not recall;
If we were not to depend, we would not snuggle;
If we were not to encounter, we would not be in reunion.
A Moment Gone
by Tsangyang Gyatso
A moment gone, hoisting the wind-horse banners—
but not to beg good fortune . . . only to welcome your return.
A day gone, raising the sacred boulder pile—
but not to accumulate virtue . . . only to cast a stone in your heart's pool.
A month gone, setting all the prayer wheels turning—
but not to achieve transcendance . . . only to brush your finger tips.
A year gone, prone in the dust of the mountain road—
but not to make obeisance . . . only to press into your warmth.
A lifetime gone . . . turning and turning, mountains, rivers, stupas—
but not to seek rebirth . . . only to meet you along the way.