My joy is like a spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all walks of life.
My pain is like a river of tears, so full it fills the 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.
From a poem by Thich Nhat Hanh
May all hearts be healed
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