Sabaydii,

 

Here is the continuation of a series ‘Coming home’ entitled ‘dewdrops on a lotus petal’

 

Hakphaang,

 

 

Looking out from the window seat

Seeing the lotus flowers

Growing in a pool of water by the roadside

I asked the driver to stop

 

With a camcorder in my hand

I approached the pool

And recorded the scene

 

The lotus

Some in bloom

Some in a budding state

Relishing in the early light of the morning

 

I zoomed in the camcorder

For a closer look

 

 

There

A dewdrop was forming

On one of the lotus petals

Reflecting light into my eyes

Reflecting hope into my soul

 

Short as it is its life

It makes its mark

And joyfully moved on

 

What is life?

Is it a duration that counts?

Is it all the glittering you have

That matters?

 

Or is it something else?

More durable

More memorable

Than what meets the eyes

 

I tried to look for an answer

In the land I once lived

In the people I once admired

 

Are they still the ones

My heart never left?

 

Muang Lao

In all your suffering

In all your turbulence

You still have much to offer

Don’t short sell yourself

 

 

Like a dewdrop on a lotus petal

Let you shine in me

In all Quon Lao

For when it’s time to leave this world

We could proudly say

We did our part

And be Lao to the end

 

10.17.03