Do not say that I depart tomorrow
Because even today I still arrive.
Look deeply I arrive in every second, to be a bud on a spring branch, to be a tiny bird with wings still fragile learning to sing in my new nest.
To be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, To be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
I still arrive in order to laugh and to cry, in order to fear and to hope.
The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that’s alive.
I’m the mayfly metamorphosis on the surface of the river.
And I’m the bird, that when spring comes Arrives in time to eat the mayfly.
I’m a frog swimming happily in the clear water of a pond.
And I’m the grass snake who approaching in silence feeds himself on the frog.
I’m the child in Uganda all skin and bones, my legs as thin as bamboo sticks.
And I’m the arms merchant selling deadly weapons to Uganda.
I’m a twelve year old refugee on a small boat who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate.
And I’m the pirate – my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.
I’m a member of the politburo with plenty of power in my hands.
And I’m the man who has to pay his debt of blood to my people dying slowly in a forced labour camp.
My joy is like a Spring so warm it makes flowers bloom in all walks of life.
My pain is like rivers of tears – so full it fills all four oceans.
Please call me by my true names
So I can hear all my cries and laughs at once
So I can see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names
So I can wake up
And so the door of my heart can be left open
The door of Compassion.
Thich Nhat Hanh