Sunrise cherry blossom petals swirl and dance at the compassionate, adorable feet of the Goddess Kuan Yin
Smiling temples hang like lanterns from dragon faced cliffs drifting gently through pastel terraced clouds
"Merciful Mother how do we dare to measure the immeasurable or calibrate the infinite? Mortal minds cannot calculate what is divinely incomprehensible."
Emerald eyes flash in the mesmerizing, stormy mist of Maya
Quan Yin's snow lily hands wipe away our suffering soothe our furrowed, fevered brows Her words fall into pining hearts:
"The body is a temple you are a projection of love.
Love the Earth, love the air love the water, love the fire.