In Praise Of Amitabha
Amitabha's body is the color of gold,
The splendor of his hallmarks has no peer;
The light of his brow shines around a hundred worlds,
Wide as the seas are his eyes pure and clear.
Shining in his brilliance by transformation
Are countless Bodhisattvas and infinite Buddhas.
His forty-eight vows will be our liberation,
In nine lotus stages we reach the farthest shore.
- wong chee tat :)
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