O Lord,
who can understand Your illusive game?
Tell me.

You float in the thought of the great space
and overflow in the great ocean.

In the cosmic space,
in water and land,
in mountains and at the root of trees,
in series of waves,
in the glow of meteors,
in the facets of the moon,
You are ever restless.

The creation and destruction of the illusive play,
the joyful crowd and the accumulation of sorrows -
this game of cries and smiles is witnessed by the lotus of life.