A cloud never dies!

A cloud never dies.

A cloud is becoming the dew.

The compassionate dewdrops fall into the lake.

The lake is becoming a Bodhisattva.

The lake is calling me in the morning:

May you open your heart to me.

May I cultivate the peace in you.

The sun is rising among the bushes.

The sunshine is waking up the trees.

A bird is cheerfully singing to the tree:

May you be a sweet home for me.

May I bring the joyfulness to you.