To lift my heart
upon greater wings,
timeless dawns where
precious light sings.
The sun resplendent
awakens another day,
'Zhen, Shan, Ren'
to guide my way.
Embracing depths
where no words defined,
any clouds turned grey
now left behind.
I dedicate this poem to
the song my heart sings,
when the Fa lifts me
high upon greater wings.
1/27/04
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