Great Privilege Poem by Ging Taping

Here I go again,
Standing by my windowpane,
Rustling sounds of the bamboo leaves,
Soothing deep,
Feel the sweet scent
of the morning breeze...
Silky clouds
dawdle in the meadow
Touch the brows of the mountain fellow.
Dragonfly on a vine
Silently peep
Birds on the wire line
Chirping pep
Butterfly dance smoothly
Bees guild around flower field
Sipping nectar
Intentionally.
Oh! what a great feeling.
To wake up each in ev'ry morning
Still have this priviledge
to thank HIM..
Time is so precious
HE is so generous
Still have this life
From HIM
I borrowed.....
He bestowed-