I am the fragrant flower
That beautifies thy garden,
The honey thereof,
The delight of thy heart.

Vanquish the weeds
In thy garden,
O world,
And keep thy heart
Pure and strong,
For there
And there alone
Can I grow.

Create no barriers
In the garden of thy heart,
O world,
For in limitation
I wither and die.

I have a garden
In my heart,
O world,
Where every flower
Speaketh of thee.

Open the gates
Of thy garden of thy heart,
O world,
And invite me in.
Without me
There shall be no shade,
Nor the soft breeze
From the cool mountains.

I have a garden in my heart,
O world,
That hath no beginning
And no end,
Where the rich
Doth sit with the poor,
Where the gods
Doth mingle with men.

Open as the vast skies,
Clear as the mountain stream,
Strong as the tree in the wind,
Is my heart.