...My heart felt the melancholy of the autumn leaves.
Half of me wanted to stay, the other half couldn't wait to leave.
Good-bye dear pagoda, dear Master, dear friends.
Good-bye to this place of so many joyful sojourns
With reluctant footsteps I returned to the dusty world
Light-hearted still from remembrance of Buddha's world.
This humanistic essence, the love and sense of remembrance still
prevailed at journey's end when this spiritual practitioner left a temple to start Her spiritual mission.