This is just to say
you have restored my voice
after three years
of oppressive silence.

Your words have opened
my soul and set me
once again in search
of that lost chord.

Such an unexpected gift!

I was so sure
that I would end
as a tortured mute
that I had given up
that holy quest.

Now, after a few words
and pictures,
I can sing again.

Thank you gentle Lady.

An old man now wakes
to possibilities
abandoned and forgotten.
An old man now wakes
to the warmth of a Muse.
An old man now wakes up alive.

I had forgotten how
to practice resurrection.

In your distant presence
I remember what I am,
a free-lance bhikkhu
stalking the dragon
of truth.
A man in whom
a fierce heart still beats.
  ~mce