In the land that is so named
Your smile was once beyond compare.
Beneath the secrets veiled
An inner beauty pure and rare.
And beauty takes its name from thee.
The blazing eye of Buddha’s fire;
Thro’ Northern haze now cannot shine.
The tears run dry; the earth its pyre.
No fight beyond your cities wall
But inner strife that still returns.
The Buddha way will balance all;
Inside your heart the flame still burns.
Your people want a peaceful life;
Who rules they may not care a jot.
Be fair to every man and wife.
Power struggles, but for what?
You cannot say just how you feel.
You must suppress your inner thought.
No questions you may ask.
Your freedom must be sought.
For now your smile it sadly wanes,
Although the fire within you burns
To live and love the way you did.
Wait for the day your smile returns.