Orange, pink sunrise came over dawn's moss green hill
soon a thousand birds all singing to the sun
orchid flower, soft butterfly touching down
paper petals white, float emerald lily pond
Quan Yin, in her stillness
looking on

To the earth and sky
we all belong
to water and fire
moon, stars, sun
with all elements
we are one

When we feel our
true connection to all
then we are finally home