Mind activities of a Stone boy

Here is a poem that I've got during the first sangha of the year. There are so many paths leading to the homeland. They all talk to me in silence. I invoke the Absolute. Spring has come to every corner of the ten directions. Its song, alas, is only the song of departure. From Call me by true names, by Thich Nhat Hanh My interpretation: There are many spiritual paths in this life, and yet they all point to the same source, the homeland, or God, the ultimate reality. Each one of them reveals the direction to that ultimate in silence while I am on this journey of quest. Now, the wonderful timing has come. It touches all my senses and my whole being. The chirping birds, the blue sky and white clouds, the germaniting seeds all whisper a song to my ears... It is a song of departure, a departure for the ultimate. Here is the poem that my dear friend got.. We will meet today. We will meet again tomorrow. We will meet at the source every moment. We will meet each other in all forms of life.

This poem illustrates the relationship between a spiritual seeker and his / her teacher. Chickpea to Cook (translated by Coleman Barks) A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot where it's being boiled. "Why are you doing this to me?" The cook knocks him down with the ladle. "Don't you try to jump out. You think I'm torturing you. I'm giving you flavor, so you can mix with spices and rice and be the lovely vitality of a human being. Remember when you drank rain in the garden. That was for this." Grace first. Sexual pleasure, then a boiling new life begins, and the Friend has something good to eat. Eventually the chickpea will say to the cook, "Boil me some more. Hit me with the skimming spoon. I can't do this by myself. I'm li