Song of Temple



Souls are rising,

Our number is infinite.

Blessings and Glory

Are what we bring.


From Ignorance waking,

We walk through the Light —

Precepts of Temple

We carry within.


Buddhas are waiting,

Our Wisdom is pure.

Our Hearts sing in silence

The Truth of the Law.


The borders are falling,

The folks are Enlightened!

The future of planet

In present we draw.


Wu Lian (巫蓮)