- Thứ 4 Tháng 4 24, 2019 3:31 pm
You would be a drifting flower
You would be a breezy wind
You would be a falling leaf
If you had not met the true Master.
After ten thousands and one thousand years
Do mankind witness the miraculous Dharma
And have the unending lights
Of the lighhouse, shining bright upon your life (leading you on the right path)
Thus, you are no longer ignorant
You are no longer suffering
You are no longer tied up
In this painful miserable saha world
You’re just a speck of dust
A very tiny speck of dust
Therefore, cultivate the Dharma will you, my daughter?
So you can be free from struggles of life
- Gió thổi-Hoa trôi: Poem written by Deities through disciple Khiết Tâm
Translated by Bạch Hạc - Edited by Horangi
Melody and Singer: Minh Hoàng
Video: thanhlinhpt
You would be a drifting flower
You would be a breezy wind
You would be a falling leaf
If you had not met the true Master.
After ten thousands and one thousand years
Do mankind witness the miraculous Dharma
And have the unending lights
Of the lighhouse, shining bright upon your life (leading you on the right path)
Thus, you are no longer ignorant
You are no longer suffering
You are no longer tied up
In this painful miserable saha world
You’re just a speck of dust
A very tiny speck of dust
Therefore, cultivate the Dharma will you, my daughter?
So you can be free from struggles of life