It’s four o’clock, dawn is breaking,

To Yên Tử, the mountains are calling.

I close my days and see much more,

A silent stirring at my core.

Since my recent visit, I felt the power—

Nature’s grace in her gentle hour,

Softly sweeping the morning breeze,

Whispering prayers through ancient trees.

How I wish I could return once more,

To the place where Architect Bill Bensley and GM Louie found their epiphany,

To pray upon that ground of inner glory.

For since the day I first set foot on Yên Tử,

I knew within—I had felt something new.

Where in the world will you find Nirvana,

As I have found it here?

To my heart and soul, it feels so near—

A sacred calm, serene and clear.