Reflections of a Man's Heart

Birth, old age,

Sickness, and death:

From the beginning,

This is the way

Thing have always been.

Any thought

Of release from this life

Will wrap you only more tightly

In its snares.

The sleeping person

Looks for a Buddha,

The troubled prson

Turns toward meditation.

But the one who knows

That there's nothing to seek

Knows too that there's nothing to say.

She keeps her mouth closed.

 

- Ly Ngoc Kieu (Vietnam)