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The day after hearing the news of our precious teacher’s death I awoke to a strange feeling that the world seemed more empty somehow. Reading some of my favourite poems by Bhante I came across one with which I was not familiar, however these appropriate lines almost leapt off the page…
Now you are gone; but only as a star,
Which, though extinct, sheds radiance from afar
To those who on this dark earth wandering are.
Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag do chúl
Go lonraí an ghrian go te ar d’aghaidh
Agus go mbuailimid le chéile arís,
Go gcoinní an Buddha i mbos A láimhe thú.
Slán go fóill Bhante.
(Slightly altered Irish blessing with rough translation
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And until we meet again
May the Buddha hold you in the palm of His hand.
Goodbye for now Bhante)