Lotuses are in the water.
When they bloom together
The water reservoir looks
like one vase of flowers.
As I know
You stay
In my mind
So I love you.
As I know
You like lotus
So I take notice
Still, so perplexed
now I am
Whether to give you
A Lotus, or a vase of lotuses.
So many times
The thought came
Not the lotus,
But that vase
I’ll give it to you;
the vase that holds
Thousands of lotuses
I’m looking forward
Come, Lord, Accept My gift.