As an enchanting tranquil dew
in the eyes of eternity
on the petals of spring
with the fragrance of lily in the breeze
dear Buddha, you dwell in my heart,
''work out your own salvation,
do not depend on others''
your words like balm
console me dear
in the barbs of pain,
clad in humility
made truth and love as your feet
you walk through time,
your name reverberates
in the firmament, I feel,
my soul throbs as a thirsty man
see you again
in this unending universe
anywhere dear,
566 BC twinkles in the pages
with the beauty of your name,
a full-moon day
under the Bodhi tree
enlightenment...
dear, now I hear
the universe sings
the song of love
with you
with my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a full-moon day under the Bodhi tree enlightenment... dear, now I hear the universe sings the songs of love i hear always. what a fine expression. tony