Sister Chân Trăng Linh Dị
There are moments, I am mountain,
standing tall against the wind.
There are moments, I am water,
flowing free through the mountain.
There are moments, I am flower,
blooming by the water.
There are moments, I am space,
silent and ungraspable.
Be it mountain, be it water
be it flower, be it space,
I surrender to the magic of the moment.
