Because of thee,
I reseize the great delight in literature,
Because of thee,
I am soaked in mirth.
Thou givest me thy valor
To encounter thy fear.
Thou enlightenst my path,
Leadst thy timid heart
To thy tranquil soul in thine bosom.
I love thee, in hope my ardor
Doest not burn thee and also me,
But bringst my constant love to
Praise thee in Heaven's rain and deed.
-- Karina L.T. Sun (2009)
I use up my whole strength to praise you.
"The heavens rain odors on you."
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