New Life Poem by Don Nguyen

My Love
I now surrender myself, my own will, my desires to you
I will never be free again like those long-gone days to be alone with you
Oh, oftentimes I missed those serene days, so reverential, so archaic, and so private
Just you and me in our desert of love, so tranquil, so reserved, so quiet
Now I reminisce those precious moments; I think of you
Walking the banks of Jordan and Galilee
Surrounded, pushed around by the great multitude who had fled
To see you, to learn the Truth, to love and to be loved
Sometimes, Lord, don't you feel lonely?
Even when you were surrounded among the crowd
You have taught me our life is no more than a passing cloud
It will serve its full purpose if it brings rain
For that noble purpose, it eventually will be dissipated and gone
But that is the life well spent, for love
I will be more than happy to be be bound, captive
For to be the life of the servant is the life well worth
For I always rather to serve than to be served
The tradition of my native land had taught me that
That the head of household was the king who was served by all
Growing up I had longed to do the opposite calling
To serve, not to be served, so this life for me is purely normal
The life in which I perfectly imitate you, my Lord
The life of a sparkling sun
Which sometime remains hidden in clouds, other times exposes itself like an open book
To bring sunshine
for all to look at, to study,
to learn.

Glad to be back all my friends
Don't feel hesitated or full of apprehension
True life will take care itself.
Now I sternly warn you,
Do you really want me to be back?

: -)