A White Conch Spiraling Towards Happiness : Poems Of A Tibetan Master


Across oceans of cloudbanks, the sound of the auspiciously spiraling conch,

Played by fair maidens far and wide, is so pleasing to the ears.

Adorning all existence and peace with renown and importance,

May it be an inexhaustible offering cloud,pleasing all the awakened ones.

Author: Sangngak Tenzin Rinpoche

Weight: 470 grams approx