Life linked with the Tao (1) is brilliant,

Worldly sufferings are so immense.

To illustrate the mystique of scriptures,

In writing, I sum it up in a few verses.

The Hong-Lac (2) race used to be awesome,

Yet, why are they now always frolicsome.

From dawn to dusk, train in your insight,

Morals are so deep I have you invited.

One is born good and keep it up,

To one’s ancestry to date, measure up.

On the ending world, the Master descends,

I preach the mystery (4) to the sentients.

From a laurel tower, I’ll have set a Southern Hall,

Where my fairyland peers wake to the Jade Court.

In the Mountains (6) the Pure Place descends,

To alert people about the miraculous event.

BUU jade has long been hiding in a body,

SON temple in all corners wields its energy.

KY wonder creators have scriptural transfers,

HUONG clears filth to unfold the Gem River (8).

If Five Ho (9) tribes get rid of their savagery,

Their names will be cleared with good activity.

Though hiding deep inside their golden caverns,

Many come and go to solve their karmic burdens.

I have overnight been depressed since crepuscule,

Amid the masses, I wait for the opportune.

The righteous and loyal deserve the bravery honor,

The Saint Assembly (10) works on the Heavenly order.

The king Buddha is welcome back in glory,

Potent candidates share titles in harmony.

The Tam Thanh (11) legend has a detailed account.

The audience will know who wears the crown.

By Dragon Year one will see the top commandant,

In early Rooster, he will at once fight ten thousands.

The South discern King, subjects, Mad counselor,

Once returning to their origins, they all are neighbors.

Jewel (12) sees the lucidness of apriority and posteriority,

Mountain natives will manage the galaxy (13).

Deep Wonders leave the moon tower for the world,

Perfume has for years silenced its tang and savor.

Phu An, 23 January 1940 (Year of Metal Dragon)