A poem for Thay by Dr. Larry Ward
What can I say about my beloved teacher?
I can say the soft whisper of his voice in the dark night of confusion, fear and violence calls us home to our true self.
I can say that his teaching brings the dharma rain and invites us all to bathe in its healing touch.
I can say that his gentle footstep on the earth brings the winds of peace, the thunder of compassion, and the powerful moonlight of understanding.
I can say that I have been graced to enter the stream of awakening, finding the sun of love in my heart and the miracle of mindfulness in my very breath.
I can say that he tirelessly engages with his whole being in the noblest of callings, healing and transforming the breaking waves of our shadows.
I can say that I have my teacher because he has caused the noble teacher in me to wake up, to wake up, to wake up.
I can say that his practice, prose, poetry and pedagogy speaks with the clarity and honesty of the Buddha within.
I can say that on this very day we are blessed to be here with him and to be here together in this holy moment of no coming and no going.