Tampa [?] a figure of 300,000 people

a hundred years, living folk, living in want, disaster

Never had a storm in the neighborhood a

Now the population is truly too crowded

Irma suddenly, raging

Waves 15 feet high [?] rivers full of water

Homes wrecked, 6 million here and there

Gas, and [?] all gone, joy can climb

Food and supplies stored up

No more can be bought, prices soar, no room left

Florida a place crowded to live

For retirees to make a shore to rest

Received news the family situation is peaceful

Though there were car crashes, floods here and there

Glad too for the temple's connection now

Internet now available, how glad, a wish fulfilled

Heaven grants Mother Nghiệp through the night watches

eating and drinking regularly, gentle in conduct

Miss Minh is a kind-hearted girl

Day and night helping out, like money falling down

Grateful to the lady who inquired after me

Wish the lady rosy health, don't sit waiting anxiously

Got news Harvey-Irma had passed (Harvey - Irma)

People slap their foreheads, worried because of it!

Who would think the niece Doksuri (Doksuri)

Still keeps the mother's ways, harsh and fierce

From the Philippines it came so fast, (Philippine)

Nghệ An, Quảng Trị, roaring, late-night rain

Making the roofs collapse, haven't they

Making young and old flee the rain endlessly

So many sorrowful scenes

Hoping the storm clears out soon, a lingering wish

Do the people wait relieved, wait dried out

The storm falls silent but we still await

How glad, aunt's household with three children

All are sons, everything built up

Fully educated, joyful together

Jobs and work here and there, already happy

Now just leaving the personal matter

If not too late, don't sit unsettled

Sound it out, must open a kind heart

And be diligent, patient, steady, in harmony

Those are many good traits a

Let the child make a friend, if agreeable

Marriage, don't be hesitant

Slow-footed

Far apart yet never visiting each other

That is a hidden matter, a bottled-up affair

[with] Trịnh Hoa, the story is like that

Since Tuấn died, Phụng leans, eyes remembering

Daughter-in-law and children show indifference

No more contact, time up for what was planted

The family no longer sees any rosy color

The two grandsons also don't visit grandma

Six younger sisters are sad a

Sad, just endure it, who is there to love

Only by visiting and asking is care given

Must always exchange, so love may remain!

Heard the news you had to lie down for years

Hospital rest, straight through years of pain

Just now, not struck by disaster

So lucky Heaven helped, long days Buddha shows mercy!

Your life, so many unusual things

Three children, two wives, raising alone

Living amid so many trivial matters

Right then, worrying about all, alone, worrying

People reach the age Siêu [?]

Grandchildren and children caring, Heaven grants fullness

Your children scattered like wind east and west

Beaten down, pinched, no path of ease left

So many wretched matters

You have been through them, tossed about endlessly

Wishing to end the sorrowful matters

Must gather, must tidy, long days, near father

And nearer to mother too a

So later no regret, tomorrow far and not near!

Heard the news the child must treat a leg

Must go to the doctor, no lingering allowed

That is an urgent illness first

Anyway, try hard, watch through the night, take care

Day and night must still be confident

Family warm and peaceful, a hundred thousand good things

Three children still unmarried even now

Timely advice repays life's debts

So many people, letting it lag flounder

Then fall backward, cry out heaven is unfair

So many young women still unmarried

Also because too choosy, so none is minded

Until raising a sorrowful cry

Is there anyone to share the long days of sighing

So one must think, must discuss

Then carry it out, brimming with waiting!

An order issued, must rest ten days

The thirtieth end of month, good news returns

Pain gone, activity resumes

That is the Computer, don't sit doting on the treadmill

Chatting faintly, don't be reckless

Don't sit too long, it'll drain strength at once

Drink and eat regularly, must be steadfast

Medicine on time, plus meditation, how good

Keep hygiene carefully night and day

If anything seems different, report at once

That is what must be carried out

Everything done right, then surely live long!

One day in September, thought I'd perish

Pain splitting like a hammer, no peace

After having rested, having been busy

Called the ambulance, dispelling the sorrow

The rescue staff, before long

Came right away, in order to save the crisis

To the hospital, arriving to manage

It's up to the doctors, see how grave

Whether blood pressure is high perhaps

Whether the skull is injured anywhere

After examining every way

The main sore spot must be spared and cared for

Sent home, advised, reassured

Rest, recuperate, and just take care

That is the effort done right

Don't turn too hard, hoping through the days

With everything, one must go gently

In future healthy again, this nape no longer aches

O the place of Universal Blessing, reaching Lê

Buddha calls forth grace to be able to return

The Buddha realm, so many people wish to be so

What can be dreamed, be like [?]

The mundane worldly realm, stop remembering it

Let all go and leave, reaching the shore of delusion

Take Buddha Quan Âm, the place of Universal Blessing

Beg to take refuge and bow, to return!

Now now, sons and daughters of Phong Lê

The call of the Western Paradise has echoed back

Mother must go now, children stay behind

together with father Phùng, don't shift about

Pray for each one, peace joy and health

the matter of mother from now, an exception

Remember now, be at ease and only gather

Help anyone, help who you can, how gratifying!