By fellow initiate Peng Fei, Formosa
(Originally in Chinese)

We seem to enter Heaven together, into the infinite, so deeply in love.
I seem to feel Your breath, at every moment, pulsating with love.
Each breath awakens the deepest passion, overflowing, surging;
Each breath stirs waves of intense love, indescribable, overwhelming.

I hold my breath and look back.
The verses are blurred.
All I feel is
Streaming water, flowing on and on,
Rushing like the irresistible current of life,
Carrying me to clear springs, as I listen to birds chirp and streams murmur,
Landing me gently on the Rocky Mountains, as I behold charming, pathetic fawns,
Uplifting me to the awesome Himalayas, where saints have walked,
Embracing me deep in Your heart, so full of emotion,
And sweeping me into that nostalgia for home, eons old.
Should I stay or leave? It's hard to decide.
I awaken to the phenomenal changes of life, feeling more helpless than ever.
That unbearable pain -- is it Yours or mine?
Those warm tears -- is it You or me?

Love is in the oceans, rivers, and streams.
Right or wrong, ordinary or special,
Sweet or bitter,
All will one day turn into gratitude -- for ordeals are fertilizers,
Joyful laughter is nectar rain, irrigating our hearts --
And all will blossom into radiant colors, painting the Heavenly gown.

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