Shincheonji, A poem of Paradise
In the dark night, the cold of winter.The hard soil is getting wet by the spring rain.
The melted ground sprouts and burst forth.
The birds of heaven which follow the scent of the wind.
The day breaks, a historical song, it is a good time, a good season, the heaven and the earth are in harmony .
Out of the heaven, earth, and all things, the eternal youth and immortality, every creature waits for the fortune of new heaven the spiritual man of heaven and earth is good.
It is the eternal spring , the song of the birds of heaven by the side of the running stream.
The beautiful flowers are dancing, the clapping sound of the mountains and streams, overwhelmed, by the wind, on the cloud, the flying visitors.
It is my heaven, the everlasting paradise.
♥ A Shincheonji Poem: Paradise ♥
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