Like water
on a thousand-petalled flower
untouched by sin, above de mud
its head held high
pure and undefiled in the sun
its mist whole world illuminates
with golden blue

right within your heart
the egg of gold
like a brilliant
rising from the bosom of the water
Daughter of the Ocean of Milk
fearless enough to wrest
the secrets of Life and Death

Mother of Compasion
her feed rooted
in the world experience
birthplace and cradle
not you ever forget
God is All Love in the garden
of Blue Lotus Flower