Where Is My Home?

By sister initiate Vanessa, Germany (Originally in English)

* The longing soul of a disciple

When the rain begins to fall ...
one drop, two drops, and many more...
The sunshine slowly disappears...
The birds begin chirping and fly back to their nest...
And "I" .... where is my place... where is my Home?

 

(I wrote this poem when I recognized that I don't belong to this world.
I have been reincarnated and reborn again and again as different beings.
Now I really have had enough of all these experiences of existence.)

Without You

Without Your compassion I would be blind forever...
Without Your wisdom I would be ignorant of eternity...
Without Your grace I would be never awakened...
and know my real Self...
Without You, Supreme Master Ching Hai
I'm nothing...

Since Knowing You

Since knowing You, my "True Self",
I can't love anything else more than You, my "true love".
In Your shining glory, I'm united with the peace
Of Your bright light of love.
Hearing Your lovely, sweet, soft voice,
My soul melts in the silence of Your grace.