Complex and Intense Beauty is Almost Beyond Language: A Nameless Grace
The Grace of Yao Mountain
Model - Grace Liu
Photographer - Gerardo Chierchia
Concept and poems - David Black
Location - Heavenly Queen Temple Footscray
I came from the mysterious mountain of Yao,
To the shores of Australia where I live now,
My name is Grace Liu, I have a story to tell,
Of how Melbourne became the place I now dwell.
I'll sing you a song of China Old,
Of Liannan Yao of scenic Guangdong,
And King Pan Temple so beautiful and strong,
The mysteries of Tao and my mother tongue.
Atop of the world sits my home of Yao Mountain,
We call it Yaoshan, but some call it heaven,
They tell me my birth was particularly auspicious
I was in the Quan Yin position, just like the goddess.
I pray to Quan Yin,
Goddess of compassion,
For she is my guide,
When there's spiritual famine
A pillar of strength entwined by a white dragon,
I am resilient and strong and full of passion,
I stand at the door of the heavenly temple,
I leave the material world outside as I enter the bastion.
You see my smile for I offer it freely,
But you don't know me yet for I am a mystery,
My clothing is Yao for these are my people,
But I stand in Australia for that's now my country.
I travel this path, a spiritual quest
From the East to the South and the culture of the West,
From Millenium Yao Village, I left my old place,
To live in fair Melbourne for this is my fate.
I was forged in the fires of the ancient Orient,
But like a phoenix reborn, I am now an Australian!