Rinpoche Poem by Keith Bizzell

Rinpoche



I await your return and your words,
Teach me what you've learned.
People don't believe but I know that you are true,
People don't want to believe what they can't prove.
I sit in my own meditation, though not as strong as yours,
I know that you are still part of nature, of this I'm sure.
You are still so young, just over half my years,
Yet where you are time doesn't matter, just conquering fears.

You have such awesome power just to stay alive,
Just sit there still, unmoving, yet faster than our eyes.
As I sit here often thinking, who, what, when, where and why,
No answers just confusion, and I know that you are wise.
Maybe there are no answers when I ask such questions of my mind,
Maybe wisdom is more than we will ever realize.
Maybe we're to busy buried in our lives,
Maybe it's unending if we look only with our eyes.

I await your return and your words,
Teach me what you've learned.
I await your return and your words,
Teach me what you've learned.

(07.08.2006)

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