Car song

To my Master whose kindness I can never repay. I pray that I may serve him forever


Car song

In Amitabha's embrace

I step lightly through Mara,

let slightly slip my ego,

smile when you knock me,

stroke your hunched shoulders.


Singing the dear name

in His light and nearness

I am utterly at ease and happy

1 comment:

Ben Le said...

And to think, other people just drive and get roadrage!
I think i must learn to drive so that i can learn to write such inspired poems with the steering-wheel gripped between my knees!