The Dharma Host lifts the torch and recites a verse：
Lighting the fire of samadhi,
To burn the illusory body,
Not defiled by a single speck of dust,
One is pure and naturally at ease.
In a loud voice: “Light the fire!”
The light illuminates in stillness, pervading lands
as numerous as the Ganges’ sands.
The worlds of the ten directions are all one family.
When not one thought arises, the entire substance manifests.
When the six faculties stir, one is covered by clouds.