Poem by Marianne Coulin

In the heart of the coldest winter
I no longer shiver, I feel warm.
The Sangha is here, dear Sangha!

In the heart of the driest desert
I no longer shrivel, I feel fresh.
The Dharma is here, dear Dharma!

In the heart of the darkest unknown
I no longer fear, I feel safe.
The Buddha is here, dear Buddha!

In the heart of my purest heart
I no longer search in vain,

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In the heart of the coldest winter
I no longer shiver, I feel warm.
The Sangha is here, dear Sangha!

In the heart of the driest desert
I no longer shrivel, I feel fresh.
The Dharma is here, dear Dharma!

In the heart of the darkest unknown
I no longer fear, I feel safe.
The Buddha is here, dear Buddha!

In the heart of my purest heart
I no longer search in vain,
The Three Jewels are here.

Dear Sangha, Dear Dharma, Dear Buddha.

Marianne Coulin
Strasbourg, France

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