Behold her standing with feet deep in loam With tender arms towering skies, to the birds a home Shedding fresh breeze on us the novices of earth Same shed on our antecedents, the sires of our birth Showered by nature's numerous blessings She stood strong to all laughing seasons When I, mourning winter and roast in charcoal heats Naked she stands adorn by mist as winter hits
O beholder of our olds To thee I have come with laurels of gold In thee the secret of our bloodline sleeps For thou had lived before every weep Of our blood drowned in war's woe Their last plea only thou know
O heavens you seduce with your lips-like leaves Angels on your limbs rest with great belief As your sheltered birds chorus their melodious tune in degrees Heaven and earth in unison seem to agree Your limbs all wings of sky treasure For it is baked in everlasting pleasure Your monastery like commune seduces the services of my heart I will be born again to serve your glorious path Beneath thee lay treasured tourists' surprise To humanity you are a worthy prize Thy tooth-like roots nurtures your glorious existence Thy tower a land mark and historical essence My ancient, your grace ignite fires in my heart Though journey of life might us draw apart
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