Rechungpa, perk up your ears and listen, my son!

Your ancient father, Milarepa, I
At times do sleep and, while sleeping, I meditate
And during this sleeping, where sleeping is meditating
I'm using instructions converting this stupor to light
It's me is the man who has these, others who don't
If everyone had them, I'd be so happy they did

Your ancient father, Milarepa, I
At times do eat and, while eating, I meditate
And during this eating, where eating is meditating
From instructions I know eating, drinking as ritual feast
It's me is the man who has these, not all who do
If everyone had them, I'd be so happy they did

Your ancient father, Milarepa, I
At times do walk and, while walking, I meditate
And during this walking, where walking is meditating
From instructions I know walking, sitting as ritual rounds14
It's me is the man who has these, others who don't
If everyone had them, I'd be so happy they did

Your ancient father, Milarepa, I
At times do act and, while acting, I meditate
And during this action, where action is meditation
From instructions the action releases in pure being
It's me is the man who has these, not all who do
If everyone had them, I'd be so happy they did

And you too, Rechung my son, should practice like this.
And you too, Megom, should wake up and cook the soup!

Under the guidance of Khenpo Tsultrim Gyamtso Rinpoche, translated and arranged by Jim Scott, Tibetan page 733. Translation copyright 2012, Jim Scott