48th Anniversary 

You set foot on an unknown path assuming
It would be lined with roses and poetry
It turned out it was not like honey and nectar
But you went on since it was a fact of life

You endured all the hardships on the way
The days without electricity
The floor flooded with water when it was pouring outside
The allocation of food and water

You lived and dreamed of a brighter future
Sustained by the fruits grown on the path
Oh how fresh and delighted and adorable
You sucked them in and overcame
All the adversities in life.

Happy 48th Anniversary to Mom and Dad!

The Deserts

Joshua Tree National Park – Mar 2017 

The high winds were blowing thru the stone mountains on the deserts
Stirring the fragile yellow cups on the sand
And shaking the unusually long spikes of the pink ocotillo

I stood breathing in the life of the deserts
Trembling inside
Imagining all the rich life forces going on days and nights

Reckoning how hard the cacti, the joshua trees, the caterpillars
Compete for water and food and sunlight
I felt a wave of gratefulness

The call of love and life was somewhere between the blue sky
And the laughter of the boys climbing the yellow stone mountain peaks
Pleasingly I moved on.

The Lone Tree

The Dragon mountain at sunset

Parched in the sunlight,

Witnessing the passage of time,

The small tree stands by itself

On the Dragon mountain peak

Contemplating its loneliness-

An unavoidable condition

Of its existence.

Does it ever have

Any sense of belonging?

Does it ever feel free?

The tree stands bearing

Life’s impermanence

Lakes will vaporize

Green grasses will turn golden

Spring comes and goes

Prisoners of Time.

 

Where does the Time Go?

Where does the time go? I asked myself the question.

I remember staring at your big blue eyes one evening in San Francisco several autumns ago. How I long to immerse in them. Like swimming in the ocean in ecstasy.

Now your bright smiles shining in the sunshine when we were strolling the beach warmed me up. Amid the chilly ocean breeze. They are my haven whenever I need to be sheltered from the chaotic world.

I have learned to disconnect from the world now and then. To stay alone with my self and my thoughts. To reflect.

I must learn to let go of all sorrows, all worries, my ego, and my self. Till my name is a voided sound. Till my body is but a bag of bones and flesh. Till my world is a deserted world.

How I have suffered, and how I will suffer more. Before all sufferings are gone. Like death is the beginning of a new life. New endeavors. New journey. Or it’s the end of all ends. Perhaps.

All tears will dry off
All flowers will wither
Only the never-born never-to-die
Will shine forever.

05-17-2016

My shoulder length hair
is long enough to stir memories
The reminiscences flow
like an endless Om mantra

The Om is reverberating
The roads I have departed
The paths I will tread on
How do I know
which direction is the best

The Spring flowers are blooming
and singing the universal songs
Will the Heart Sutra
accentuate their notes
and shed light on my way home?

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Tóc ai chấm bờ vai
Cho vừa khơi nỗi nhớ
Nỗi nhớ dài
Như tiếng Om bất tận

Tiếng Om vang vọng thì thầm
Mọi nẻo đường đã qua
Những con đường chưa tới
Làm sao ai biết
Trái tim có hồi sai nhịp
Nên cứ đứng mãi ngã ba đường

Hoa cỏ mùa Xuân
Đang rộn ràng khúc du ca
Câu kinh bát nhã
Có sáng nẻo ta về

Random Thoughts 3.12.2016

The Leaf. Feb. 2016

to uncle H. Bui

“You’ll be on my mind forever”
Norah Jones’ sultry voice playing
on the smart phone while I was
walking in the Winter rain
made me think about you, uncle

You’re right. There are encounters
in life that you will never forget
and relationships that seem
to never be ended even when
you don’t keep in touch any more

The geese have been back to the park
The grass is beautifully green this year
The white dandelion is shy in the breeze
Spring seems to be here early

Here comes new life
New relationship
New beginning
Let’s be hopeful
for the best!

California Feb. 2016

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The Meanings of Life

The grey clouds weigh on me
from the sky and gloom over
the Bay Area

A cloudy day bends thoughts
and twists viewpoints
into the cynical

I need to be reinforced
life is beautiful and meaningful
as long as I endow meanings to it

Be it a good cause
an intellectual achievement
an indestructible love…

So long as I strive for it
Chase it
Live with it

More than one time I thought
I had caught it in my palm
but then it slipped away by the tail

and disappeared into the fog…
and the journey goes on
just like that

Until I seize the moment
and see life in its
full spectrum of colors

What a wonderful world!

Happy Lunar New Year to those who celebrate! 🙂