Am I in a dream, rippling with its gentle waves?
Is it dawn or dusk -- why this light that fills my room?
Tonight the moon shines brightly, though I know not the reason.
Maybe it is You, my dear.
Come, hold me gently in Your arms,
Pamper me, kiss me,
And whisper into my ears.
The sound plays over the mountaintop,
And wafts across the boundless heavens,
Swirling and vibrating in the ether.
Dancing is Your huge crystalline figure;
Massaging me, the heat and light of the sun.
Like a dewdrop, Your kiss reaches deep into my soul,
Melting it into a thousand-petaled red lotus.
Everything lulled, I softly sigh,
Hearkening to the silent music from heaven.