"Please Call Me By My True Names"
                    (excerpt from _Being_Peace_)
                        by: Thich Nhat Hanh


Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.

Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
  learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
  in order to fear and to hope,
the rhythm of my heart is the birth and 
  death of all that are alive.

I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the 
  surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes,
  arrives in time to eat the mayfly.

I am the frog swimming happily in the
  clear water of a pond,
and I am also the grass-snake who,
  approaching in silence,
  feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
  my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly
  weapons to Uganda.

I am the 12-year-old girl, refugee
  on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after
  being raped by a sea pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable
  of seeing and loving.

I am a member of the politburo, with
  plenty of power in my hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his
  "debt of blood" to my people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.

My joy is like spring, so warm it makes
  flowers bloom in all walks of life.
My pain is like a river of tears, so full it
  fills up the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and my laughs
  at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names,
  so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart can be left open,
the door of compassion.

               --from Thich Nhat Hanh, _Being_Peace_, pp.63-64.