The Song of Kwan Yin

Kwan Yin rides upon the seas

I feel her in the wind

Through my hair and body

Through her eyes I see.

She is a gentle, peaceful dove.

Kwan Yin is honored

Through grace and love.

Guan-Shih-Yin... Miao-Shan

Kuan-Shih-Yin P'u-Sa,

Bodhisattva in our land.

Violet flame

Where all is transformed

Kwan Yin, my angel

Divine mother reborn.

With arms out-streched to you

Dressed in white

Laced with lavender-blue

She comforts you with prayer and Om's

Kwan Yin is your good luck charm.

She is a gentle, peaceful dove.

Kwan Yin is honored

Through grace and love.

Guan-Shih-Yin... Miao-Shan

Kuan-Shih-Yin-P'u-Sa

Bodhisattva in our land.

Violet flame

Where all is transformed

Kwan Yin, my angel

Divine mother reborn.

Kwan Yin is honored

Through grace and love.

... honored through grace and love.

 POETRY  by Nancy Kimes ã 2004