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Vietnamese people, whether Buddhist or not, and whether they agree with the Master or not on this or that point, can be proud of that person, which is rare in the history of Vietnamese Buddhism as well as in the history of the nation. pre-modern.

Zen Master Thich Nhat Hanh

Master Nhat Hanh is a flower. Lotus flowers bloom on the sea of ​​fire. Master Nhat Hanh is a flower. Wallflowers bloom on war bombs.

The sea of ​​fire of war brought Thay abroad. Since then, Thay has become Thay, the respectful and dear name of disciples across the country. The Vietnamese language has been internationalized by Mr. Everywhere Vietnamese people go, they become Vietnamese. Although that person has become a major international figure. Although Master Ong has become an outstanding Zen master, transcending all borders, all races, all languages. Roaming around in a globalized, popularized, mediaized world, Thay has brought his Vietnamese genius to internationalize Vietnamese culture across five continents and Vietnamize a global faith through his word. speak and the color of the Master’s clothes. Vietnamese people, whether Buddhist or not, and whether they agree with the Master or not on this or that point, can be proud of that person, which is rare in the history of Vietnamese Buddhism as well as in the history of the nation. pre-modern.

But Master Nhat Hanh is a fruit that has not yet fulfilled its promise with a small flower when it has just opened its buds in the garden. Tu Hieu Pagoda. The flower bud at that time carried a dream distinct from Vietnam, the dream of renovating Buddhism so that Buddhism deserves its place in the evolution of the times. Together with Thay, a whole generation of young people has raised that dream. With Thay, that dream is still intact as a small flower bud in the old temple garden. Times, fear, division, and especially the outstanding but lonely personality of the Master, have made the fruit lack the unique sweetness in the homeland. The fruit has sown good seeds everywhere, but the seeds for Vietnam lack the ability to adapt to the soil, lack of favorable rain and wind. The fruit has far exceeded the promise with Tu Hieu flower bud, but cannot help but betray the dream of the small flower in the past.

Anyway, above all, that international but still Vietnamese person has connected, with rare talents, the past with the present, the tradition with the times, the literature of the world and the literature of Vietnam. Nam through the genius of the pen and the style of the Zen master. All the great Zen masters from time immemorial were great poets. Choking at the news of his passing, I want to re-read an old poem of his teacher, made from the heart that was still a flower in Tu Hieu, in the context of war – the poem brought me to him like a whole generation of young people. time with me:

Just woke up this morning

I heard that you fell on the battlefield

But in my garden

Accidentally, the vines still bloomed one more flower

I’m still alive, I’m still eating, I’m still breathing

But when will I be able to?

Say the things I dream of?

I respectfully prostrate before the Master and mourn for a common dream that has not been fulfilled. True peace has not yet bloomed in people’s hearts. New clothes for Dao still lack the needle and thread. The shirt he sewed and embroidered was so beautiful, but the size did not make Vietnam comfortable.

Feeling sorry for the teacher, we, a whole generation, had to think: when, when, when, we will have such a genius, when, when, when, we will Do we have the sweet fruit of our dreams?

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