The sun sends out great light and warmth.
Little hands that bathes the land,
In golden brushstrokes of energy.
Of light, of waves, of photons,
Of endless transformations.
Of animals and plants,
Of you and of me,
Of mountains and rivers,
Of bright moon and dark clouds.
Golden beams that animates our body,
Golden beams that give life to a smile,
To the clear and sparkling eyes of a child.
Energy that beats our very heart,
That brings the breath in and out.
Energy that animates thoughts,
Energy that reflects on its source.
Energy that manifest as kind actions,
Energy that can brighten not only this world,
But all corners of all worlds.
A sun is manifesting within all…
To see the sun in this light,
Is to see the sun of us all.
— Luan Dinh
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