Poem: The Master’s Tears

Shared at the Australian Falun Gong Experience Sharing Conference, 2003
I stood on the beach looking out to sea
The waves gently lapped at the shore,
The early morning sky painted in soft pale blue and pink.
To my surprise a sailing boat appeared on the horizon.
First a dot and then in just a moment it had almost reached where I was.
A young man jumped out and then waded to the shore
His face glowing and beautiful.
“Who are you?,” I asked and “how did you get here?”
He smiled and said, “ I have come a long way. I have traveled through eons in time to come to this Melbourne Conference.
It has been a big journey but I don’t feel tired.
I will tell you about it.”
We sat on the sand and this is what he told me.

The Master sits in stillness
Watching the little minds of men, fragmented and awry
The suffering and the pain
His heart so full of compassion
A single tear rolls down his cheek
Look within - for in this one teardrop lies the truth of the universe,
Zhen, Shan, Ren.
The teardrop falls to the ground,
Becomes a tiny stream, then a swiftly flowing river
Nourished, the seeds lying dormant in the barren soil spring to life again.
The grass grows, the flowers bloom
Everything sings in harmony
And still it flows on, gathering momentum
To become the ocean deep and strong
Opening our hearts and minds to Zhen, Shan, Ren.

We sat in silence for a moment then he turned to me and said “So I borrowed a boat, and with the help of the wind and the waves from Master’s tears, here I am. I am so happy, so grateful, we are all grateful. Thank you Master Li.”

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