Master’s Poem

The Real Love They said: “The world is small” But it ain’t that small! There's plenty room For you and me and all… So why this bickering with our neighbor For a few meters more – Even a few kilometers, Or say another mountain and river! Don’t you feel rather “small”? At the end of our sojourn What do we get after all? One squeezy square meter If we are lucky! To lie down forever Let’s share the splendid Earth And do everything to make it better Even the worms don’t rival With the butterflies or the birds Why do we humans try so mightily? Against each other Make life a real misery And even shorter! What will we tell at the Buddha’s gate, Or to Saint Peter? All the stuff we did on Earth, To bring pain and to suffer… Oh dear man! Let me tell you something Just go hang… Yourself on the hammock Between the shadowing coconut Graceful tall trees! Enjoy some cake and tea Feel the gentle breeze That cools all folly There…there! You see! …Ah!..tons of things We can do our heart to please Some small and great pleasure Let it all be… Let's make life more simple Let our demands be little. Then you’ll know Happiness ever more and more! Then we don't have to go on snatching land, Nor have we to hurry on converting man: It’s not how many in a belief system It’s what become of them! It’s not the name of a religious order It’s what we make of the name! It’s not how crowded a religion It’s how much into world peace their contribution It’s not our words It’s rather louder our actions. What is going to be our legend In the long history of humans? Will it be right and just Will it be noble and benevolent? Or just a grim picture Soaked in anguished bloody paint! Why always boast about our Heavenly root: Oh! Almighty God’s beloved children! While our life is tainted with all evils While our survival Is the cost of others’ extinction! What is the mark of the “chosen”? Is it just the bloodstain on your hands? Be it from animals or man’s! Oh my dear brothers I wanted to write you a long loving letter With thousands more questioning words But I am dumbfounded Watching the madness Of it all. Tell me: When or will we ever Represent Heaven on Earth? By Supreme Master Ching Hai, April 2011 (Originally in English)
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