Let the earth heal you. Let us heal for the earth.

The clouds cry my tears with me.

The branches shake in the storm with me.

The earth embraces my suffering with me.

The gentle wind releases my fears with me.

The daisies smile my smiles with me.

The trees stand solidly with me.

The stars wish my wishes with me.

The blue sky dreams my dreams with me.

The clouds cry your tears with you, too.

The branches shake in the storm with you, too.

The earth embraces your suffering with you, too.

The gentle wind releases your fears with you, too.

The daisies smile your smiles with you, too.

The trees stand solidly with you, too.

The stars wish your wishes with you, too.

The blue sky dreams your dreams with you, too.

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True Emptiness – thay Phap Nhat

I come here this morning

Sitting down on the green grass

Up in the sky a cloud appears in five auspicious colours

The figure of a Buddha statue is peaceful

I wave my hand to welcome the warm glow of dawn

The time in the box of notions suddenly (disappear) flies a way

Space is looking for time

But only see the existence

The green leaves, the white cloud and good natured plants

The earth and the sky are quiet, still

I am melted, thawed into reality

My eyes become chlorophyll

My ears become triumph a victory song

My body is mingled, dissolved into the wind, the soil, the cloud

The sun is falling, the wind is falling

The rain is falling, the snow is falling

Everything is falling into eternity

True Emptiness

In true emptiness the miraculous, wonderful existence is fully contained

Existing in the flow of intercontinuation of life

This very moment

Sacred moment

Full, eternal moment.

Upon this earth - Milarepa

Milarepa

Upon this earth, the land of the Victorious Ones,
Once lived a Saint, known as the second Buddha;
His fame was heard in all the Ten Directions.
To Him, the Jewel a’top the eternal Banner of Dharma
I pay homage and give offerings.
Is He not the holy Master, the great Midripa?
Upon the Lotus-seat of Midripa
My Father Guru places his reliance;
He drinks heavenly nectar
With the supreme view of Mahamudra;
He has realized the innate Truth in utter freedom.
He is the supreme one, Jetsun Marpa.
Undefiled by faults or vices,
He is the Transformation Body of Buddha.
He says: “Before Enlightenment,
All things in the outer world
Are deceptive and confusing;
Clinging to outer forms,
One is ever thus entangled.

Looking For Each Other - Thich Nhat Hanh

 I have been looking for you, World Honored One,
since I was a little child.
With my first breath, I heard your call,
and began to look for you, Blessed One.
I’ve walked so many perilous paths,
confronted so many dangers,
endured despair, fear, hopes, and memories.
I’ve trekked to the farthest regions, immense and wild,
sailed the vast oceans,
traversed the highest summits, lost among the clouds.
I’ve lain dead, utterly alone,
on the sands of ancient deserts.
I’ve held in my heart so many tears of stone.
Blessed One, I’ve dreamed of drinking dewdrops
that sparkle with the light of far-off galaxies.
I’ve left footprints on celestial mountains
and screamed from the depths of Avici Hell, exhausted, crazed with despair
because I was so hungry, so thirsty.
For millions of lifetimes,
I’ve longed to see you,

The Paper of Life - thay Phap Nhat

When we wake up in the morning, there are 24 brandnew hours before us. Each of these hours is like a blank piece of paper. We have the right to write on it all the things that can make us happy. But most of the time in our daily life, we are not aware that we have this right. We wake up, and all the suffering of the past is coming up in us. 

We are not aware that there is a new day before us. For me, there is a new life beginning every morning when I wake up. When I wake up from sleeping, there is really beginning a new life for me. Most of us write on their paper again and again the things that make them suffer. We repeat the same suffering again and again, and there is not even a little blank space left on our paper. Sometimes our suffering is so big that we cannot accept it. But as a meditation practitioner we have to see the following point clearly: Every morning when we wake up, our new life is beginning. We can write on our paper all the things that make us suffer. But we can also choose to write the things that make us happy. The first line that we are writing on our paper is the smiling in our face. We always have to remind ourselves that we have the right to choose what we wish for our life. If we can do that, we will become a happier person.

Every-Minute Zen

Zen students are with their masters at least ten years before they presume to teach others. Nan-in was visited by Tenno, who, having passed his apprenticeship, had become a teacher. The day happened to be rainy, so Tenno wore wooden clogs and carried an umbrella. After greeting him Nan-in remarked: “I suppose you left your wooden clogs in the vestibule. I want to know if your umbrella is on the right or left side of the clogs.”

Tenno, confused, had no instant answer. He realized that he was unable to carry his Zen every minute. He became Nan-in’s pupil, and he studied six more years to accomplish his every-minute Zen.

from  Collection of Stone and Sand

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