Quietly & Silently, A prayer                             

Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is perhaps the end of the beginning. Sir Winston Churchill

           Quietly, I enter the shrine.
Quietly, I leave behind,
All mine.my bones, my skin,
My dusty flesh … clean.
Porous overtures of all my hairs,
All mine in the air...

          Quietly, I close the door.
Quietly I kneel on the floor,
And feel  my soul flower.
Quietly I come inside the power.
The power of my immeasurable Love;
And Thee with Immensely Commiseration.

           Outside are the futilities,
The doubts and the useless possibilities.
Outside are little tiny dusts,
Comparing to a comble of inside humility.
And although… These tiny dusts
That too long shackle my mind rusted !

            Forgotten ! The innate ability to see absurdity in everything!
And untied ! The Himalayan threads woven strands of nothing !
Closing, the ebony gates of HELL unwise!
And opening, the golden door of paradise !

            Silently I pray.
Silently, I unhurry. And pray.
Silently, I look at the swaying healing power.
Silently, I bend interlacing strings of communion shower
My sublimated, blessed and opened energy-chakras… 

              (Silently I pray and we pray for my
*Grand Sister Humble NGUYEN THI BAO KIM, deceased on may,
and * Sister Nguyen TU NGOC-KHANH with her CML
before Thee, Immensely Huge, August, Pure Power Of Creation above.

Silently, of joy I weep.
Silently, I pray. Deep…deep…deep,
I PRAY.

Nvd/VFOG 2004 04 28 –04 03 26 Nguyen Vinh Duc * VelvetFingerOnGrass 040523