At Sravasti

At Sravasti there lives a zen master
Who taught me the truth of nature
Who told me the silent dharma
I am sorry
That I couldn't understand him
Until now I found a teacher
Who could explain this to me
Clear and concise
Today I have returned to Sravasti
Due to travel with a group
That I couldn't pay him a visit
Please let me pay respect to this great master
By meeting him in this silent dharma

May he be well and live long life

So I can share with him my silent joy in my next visit at Sravasti.

Affinity for this trip

On this trip we meet
You are from France
They are from USA
I am from Australia
We all have the same goal
To walk on the same path
Once 19 days are over
You go on your way
And I go on mine
But we all know
We will meet at
The wordless cafe

Way to Lumbini

Photo by Nhu Yen
 

Bumpy road
Like our bumpy life
Up and down
But my mind is
Like the blue sky
Not leaving a trace
When a bird flies across

A bodhisattva

I feel
The great compassion of the Buddha
Step by step he walked
Town to town he preached/taught
To awaken the people in India
This is suffering
This is the cause of suffering
This is the end of suffering
This is the way to free us from suffering

I feel
The great compassion of Ni Su
Flight after flight she flew
Country to country she preached/taught
To awaken people around the world
This is the KN (Don't Talk) method
This is Yathabutha
This is the inner treasure
This is the Tatha mind

Hurry, hurry, hurry
Return back to your own home
To dwell in the infinite light
To dwell in the infinite lives

At Jetavana

Photo by Nhu Yen

 I tasted the sweetness from the well
The water that Buddha drank from
I tasted the nectar of samadhi
That my mind is calm and serene.
The noise from outside
Which helped me to go deeper
Into the world of silence

Toilet runs

One, two, three we run
To let go of the wasted we have taken in
Through the mouth we eat
Through the mind we perceive
When we do the toilet run
Please remember not only empty
Our bladder, big intestine
Most importantly is to empty
Our rubbish in our mind
which we have collected
Who knows since when?

Our old habits

Photo by Tue Tong

Brothers and sisters tám/gossipers

Who want to know
Why the bus has been stop
Why the boys at the front were laughing
Why this and why that
Aren't we all the same?
Constantly wondering
And forget our true mind

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Buy it, buy it, buy it
Cheap, cheap, very cheap
Get this for my friends and relatives
Get that for myself
We seemed happy for the things we bought

My friends
Do you know how long this happiness will last?
We will suffer
Once our luggage allowance has reached
Once our money has gone (not enough for paying tips)
Once we don't know what to do with all these junks