To a Saint, there is no difference among beings; humans and all of creation are one. And when all beings are equal, the world becomes Heaven on Earth, with no more enmity, no more war or killing. Love dissolves hatred. Love transforms and saves humans from the labyrinth of darkness and ignorance.
“The heart of the Saint is forever in sorrow The vow to save the world, will it ever come to fruition? On bended knee, I awaken my faith in a Creator And implore Hirm this planet to restore.”
I wish to find the celestial granary To scatter over mountains and forests, So every bird can be warm and nourished When I see them in cold wintry days Wings and feathers all in disarray, searching for food morsels!
I wish to share all the meals, nutritious and tasty With scrawny cats in the wild, wandering and hungry Living furtively in abandoned shrines Blistering days and rainy nights, emaciated and wasting away!
I sympathize with the deer and goats on rocky mountains Roaming all day, not having enough dry leaves Craggy cliffs lonely as ancient tombs Where can they find sweet grass and nectar stream!
The heart of the Saint is forever in sorrow The vow to save the world, will it ever come to fruition? On bended knee, I awaken my faith in a Creator And implore Hirm this planet to restore.
Though far away, one’s heart is always tuned to their homeland, longing for the day of reunion, with hopes that all people can live harmoniously in one all-embracing family.
“The road back to our hamlet – O joyful! Traversing the high hill Moon lights the path to your neighborhood. Where the roads meet, affinity’s created.”
The roads in ÂuLạc Stretching from Cà Mau to Nam Quan The roads in ÂuLạc Where are they leading to? Twilight embraces endearing rice fields Where are the roads leading to?
Village roads are being built Away from home, forget not your native land The road back to our hamlet – O joyful! Traversing the high hill Moon lights the path to your neighborhood. Where the roads meet, affinity’s created. Our love is limitless How I adore the cherished roads! Our love is limitless Who would have the heart to separate us?
Where are they leading to? Twilight embraces endearing rice fields Where are the roads leading to?
God is our beloved. God is our hope. God is our strength to reach for the stars. Yes, God is our all. But in this bustling world, how can we be reminded of our all-giving Creator? The answer can be found right before us in the form of all beauty, goodness,and simplicity. Sometimes it can be found in the most delicate of offerings, as humble as a dainty flower. We just need to look, and we will see: God is always there to embrace us with unconditional love.
Do you know, my beloved Of a dreamy flower called Forget Me Not Whose Color is a mysterious blue The Color of Heaven, Of the Celestial firmament, The color of galaxies beyond, The Color of love Forget Me Not Know or not know,
Tomorrow, fly with the birds Innocent kind One day beside you, Forest green and sky blue. Clouds caress the mountains, Autumn wind singing love poems...
Two days together, Yet dreams of forever. Take wings, yesterday-loneliness, Tomorrow, fly with the birds! Innocent kind Know or not know, Forget Me Not The musique of Nature Will play forever For me and for you
Beloved! Hold my hand. Hear you not the trembling heartbeats? The musique of Nature Will play forever For you and for me By this side of the river Tender Do re mi
Life is like the fleeting breeze and passing cloud; the vibrant time of youth soon withers away. Looking back at half a lifetime struggling with one’s earthly existence, one wonders what is there to regret before one departs this transient life.
“It seems only yesterday, though decades have passed; The body is weary from earthly journeys! Fame and fortune, half a lifetime preoccupied, Then laid to rest In a square meter one day.”
To be free from the bindings of human life to walk on the road to enlightenment is the eternal aspiration of the immortal soul.
It seems the dew descended last night Leaving the lush garden a jeweled sight This morn delicate sunrays shiver in the cold wind, Reminiscent of spring days gone quickly by It seems only yesterday, though decades have passed The body is weary from earthly journeys! Fame and fortune, half a lifetime preoccupied, Then laid to rest in a square meter one day
I want to dissolve into the gossamer mist Put down mundane burdens, shake off the dust... So that I may journey to the Land of Light, pay homage to the Buddha To fulfill my longing from myriad eras.
