Chapter 49 Page 188
In this Chinese Garden there is a small pool with lotus flowers.
Kwan Yin’s statue sits in front of this pool surrounded by beautiful red bougainvillea.
As I approached her a sudden swoosh of colorful light emanated out of the statue in the form of Kwan Yin.
She suddenly woke up.
She had obviously been sleeping for a long time, maybe many years.
