Avocado Grove

On dry, withered leafs
Until drizzle leaves
Sitting silently

The fruit’s ripe, big crops
Giant green rain drops
Hang abundantly

The bark thick and strong
Like cultivated gong*
Grows there upwardly

I share with you fate
You share with me shade
Time moves patiently.

The fresh spring breeze
My heart feels at ease
So wonderfully.

*Gong: Energy

 

Conversation with the Divine

I asked: “Divine, can I be where you are?”
It replied: “In fact, I’m right by your side,
Waiting for when your heart is up to par.”

 

Israel

In the wide open field
We are going within
To do Falun Dafa

And the angel of wind
Plays his magic therein
On the strings of a harp

Feel the surging of gong
And the birds’ lovely song
In the land Golgotha

With the angel of heat
Blowing life into wheat
On the music note “fa.”

We partake in a snack
Then we sit back to back
Listening to the Fa*.

*Fa: Law (Great Law – Falun Dafa)

 

Adapted from Pureinsight.org.


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