Jul 14 2008
Finding Truth Self
On the top of an unnamed mountain,
Bliss of wind went through the yellow flower bed.
In the middle of the flower bed,
You stood tall with a smile on your face.
Here is my dearest friend!
My dearest friend,
Would your broad chest endure events
That the normal people could not bear to accept?
Your light body like a willow dancing in the wind;
And your smile—did your smile
Laughing compassionate for the human’s consciousness;
Or
Laughing joyfully for our great Creator?
When you saw me, you waved at me.
Our distance was getting closer and closer.
My heart started pumping fast and fluttering.
You hold me tight in your arms.
Suddenly, my tears broke out
Like two streams running down my face.
I cried:
“I am sorry!
I am sorry!
My dearest friend!”
I had left you and gone to a far away place called world.
I let the dust of the world cover my tiring body.
I had totally forgotten you,
I forgot your existence.
Then, I see you once more.
You still wait patiently for my return.
You are waiting—
Waiting for the two of us to become united ONE again,
Because –
You are me
I am you