ram yam kham
om ah hung
I offer plumes of fragrant incense smoke, the nectar of wisdom,
Containing all that could be desired, like Kuntu Zangpo’s offering clouds,
To the majestic Kurukullā and her retinue of hundreds of thousands of seductive ḍākinīs—
This I offer! May it cleanse and purify! Bestow the ability to magnetize, I pray!
Mipham wrote this for Atsang.