The voice of the heart.

 

        

             "Who was the mother mom please do not cry

            Do not be so sad to hear she can not? "

          I, you and everyone who worked mother cry, please take a minute to look back about the distance they have to go through, please express though belated apology to the birth rank.
always linked My Life stick with the silhouette of the mother. I was a child weak, always sick mother so devoted love for this kid. But when I became ill, I always stand by my side no hard fouling, not a lament, I stay up late just to cover blanket, or hugged me back to sleep. The gestures that how could I forget! That emotion was very natural, motherhood is sacred, but only a new heart to feel, words can not express in words. Sweet mother as a cold shower stream my life, I always sheltered me under the protection of life suffering.

 

There are times when I stumble on the road of life, who also turned his back on but only the mother always outstretched arms lift me up to help me to continue on its path of life. Mom taught me the right things or perhaps, supportive, loving people, I always engraved mother taught.
impermanence quiet time away as fast as lightning, I've grown up, now forever chasing aspirations dream of life, let alone follow hustle, the murmur of the town that I had forgotten, not remembered her mother, it was not curious to know how! When tired legs, tired, want to find a peaceful place to take refuge startled me like a dream Province, tears in his eyes reminded her. Pick up the phone to call her mother, the other side of the line voice dear, sweet mother cried as delicious as my kids up in "tired then you go home, do not try! "When they alone would make me forget all anxiety, depression and how happy rushed home swooping in her heart, only to cry but did not say anything because only mothers understand the heart of my heart.
seasonal spread is approaching, I, you and those who are also mothers, feel the great joy, is wearing a rose on his chest to know that : "the mother on life forever." Vu Lan Do not let the day we reported fondness for parents because you know a holiday may not signaling a full life, do not you? I and all of you rehearse saying : "I love you so much" every day with all the most sacred feelings to feel happy now , "mother love is still beside us." Do not let While new mothers weep no more, it was too late. Let's speak of the heart all of you! END=VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTMENT.WORLD VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST ORDER=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=THE EIGHTFOLD PATH.NAM MO SAKYA MUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.7/8/2014.