I can still remember vividly all the wonderful moment and unforgettable memories that UBF had gave to me. When asked if I would like to leave a message on the next edition of Bodhi Leaves, without much thought I say yes.
But when I start writing, all the memories just keep flowing out like a never-ending waterfall, I can't stop writing. There are just too many things to say, too many people to thank, and of course it will be too many words to write then.
So I pack everything into few small paragraphs below...
Clock keeps tickling, time passed,
3 years me and UBF had crossed path,
Once a little kid yet so tough,
Alone I attended the Dharma Class,
Full of wonders so I asked,
Why impermanence is always a must,
Now I understand what I've asked...
Clock still tickling 3 years had passed,
A lot of knowledge I gain through given tasks,
Really no regret after I put down my mask,
I am grateful I've attended the Dharma Class,
Thankful for the ticket to board this bus,
Half empty or half full glass?
I've learned to live on my own class...
Clock continue tickling, 3 years is really fast,
To my Kalyana Mitra who always gives without ask,
Do not hesitate to request when you need a crutch,
Because I'll always be there to lend you a hand so fast,
So all the best in your quest of all tasks,
For those who have a lot to ask like me in the passed,
Please faster attend the Dharma Class...
I wanted to write more but I can't,
Because clock is really tickling fast,
So I have to stop here and go to my class,
If you think you still not had enough,
Kindly grab the ticket to board this bus,
I hope to see you in the next Dharma class...
-Shyh Haur-