By Emily Gerger
Here when a soft breeze blows
tulips dance before Buddha
as if Mother Earth herself
was waving hello
Here the full moon lights my path
to rest and to rise
each footstep in tune
with the chanting of frogs
Here I drink my tea slowly
sage, mint, verbena
and hear a bell three times
in my toes and in my soul
Here encircled in bamboo
my taste buds smile
and my heart is filled
with raindrop tears
In Out In Out
Here I sit on a purple pillow
discovering seeds I carry
from before my time
In Out In Out
Here I have arrived
Here I am homeDedicated to Thay,
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By Emily Gerger
Here when a soft breeze blows
tulips dance before Buddha
as if Mother Earth herself
was waving hello
Here the full moon lights my path
to rest and to rise
each footstep in tune
with the chanting of frogs
Here I drink my tea slowly
sage, mint, verbena
and hear a bell three times
in my toes and in my soul
Here encircled in bamboo
my taste buds smile
and my heart is filled
with raindrop tears
In Out In Out
Here I sit on a purple pillow
discovering seeds I carry
from before my time
In Out In Out
Here I have arrived
Here I am homeDedicated to Thay, the sisters of New Hamlet, and Plum Village Sangha
Emily is a graduate student living in Freiburg, Germany. This poem was inspired by the Spring Retreat at Plum Village in 2018.
