Treatise on Thich Nhat Hanh


93

Sometimes your joy is the source
Of your smile, sometimes your smile
Is the source of your joy, do not be

Too modest, or too frugal –
Walk as if you are kissing the Earth
With your feet, touch the body of

The world with your hands
As if you were a newborn child
Sometimes your suffering becomes

The familiar territory you cling to
But do not fear the unknown, it is
The place where experience hunts you

And by hunting what is new, you are reborn
Because you are alive, everything is possible
Smile, breathe and go slowly

Watch everything for little miracles
Wake up in the morning, and smile
Plant seeds of joy for each day

Your actions are your only belongings
So drink your tea slowly and reverently
Without rushing towards the future
For your life has to be your message.