(20).WESAK DAWN. (23).THE BLESSED REFUGES

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(20). WESAK DAWN

Sujatha Hettiatachchi Victor Wee

Wesak dawn has paced in softly,

Tip-toed thro’s the moonlit night,

Breathed the flowers and incense smoking.

Laughed thro’ bars of purple light.

Bids you now to woken gently,

Lift your troubled eyes of sleep,

Tend’s ring thoughts of homage holy,

Cross Samsara’s ocean deep.

To the one who taught the Dharma,

Of the Noble Eightfold Way,

To the Buddha, dearest sister,

Lift your tender mind today!

(21). MORTAL AND IMMORTAL
D. Hunt Victor Wee

How sweetly bloom the cherry tree

Beneath the April sky!

But soon, too soon, their brightness wanes.

For they must fade and die;

And all their petals bright

Soon on the ground we find,

For while the world doth sleep

There comes the midnight wind.

So is the heart that seeks for peace

Within this world of strife,

For many are man’s woes below

In this, our mortal life,

And when all seems delight,

And hours of bliss we find,

Through our frail trees of life

There blows the midnight wind.

Tis true that mortal life is sad

And quickly passes by;

But still abides that ancient gleam

Of Truth that cannot die;

For when self’s flower is dead,

Its petals blown away,

We’ll see the glorious light

Of Truth’s eternal day.

(22). HIS LOVE LIT IMAGE
(Tune: Oh, How Lovely Is the Evening)

So sublime his lovelit image,

Lovelit image,

Stately like a snow-capped mountain,

Snow-capped Mountain,

Sadhu, Sadhu, Sadhu.

(23). THE BLESSED REFUGES

S. Sogaku Victor Wee

O Blessed One! The greatest of mankind,

Thou Gracious Master, filled with love divine,

Gracious Thy life, so sweat, so great, so pure,

Thou mighty Light, Thou Blessed One as dear.

Lord, at Thy feet I seat myself to learn,

The wisdom of Thy Life and Law,

Plainly I see the Truth which Thou doest teach;

Sorrow and pain and self shall be no more.

Into my heart there comes a lasting peace,

Within my mind there glows a wondrous light.

All tears and sorrow, doubts and worries cease,

For Truth and joy Thy glorious Teaching brings.

I take my refuge in The Glorious Lord,

No other shelter shall I need,

I take my refuge in the Law and Sangha,

Which freedom bring and Light forevermore.

(24). THE LAW OF KARMA

D. Hunt

What e’er ye sow that shall ye reap,

Such is the Law Divine,

Think not that thou can’st e’er escape,

The Karma which is thine.

The present is the true result,

Of actions all our own,

The sower always reaps the fruits,

Of seeds which he has sown.

The Law is ever just and true

And all must surely bear,

The strict result of every act

For none the Law can spare.

Weep not for what is past and gone,

For it cannot return,

This is the teaching Buddha gave

For all His sons to learn.

Do not despair, the future still

Is thine to mar or make;

Sow then today good seeds and pure,

And reap their harvest great.

The goal divine still shines afar

All may this goal attain,

When they have learned good seeds to sow

And things of self have slain.

(25). FARE-YE-WELL

Sujatha Hettiatachchi Victor Wee

My fond young wife, oh fare-ye-well,

I leave your side to come again,

A sage of sages, king of kings,

This holy hour tho’full of pain.

This palace vast is small to me,

I cannot breathe nor lie at rest,

The vaster world bids me to leave,

This vanity for what is best.

So fare thee well, my only son,

Reclining in the mother’s arms,

I go to build the realm of truth,

Hence leave I all with folded palms.

And mount my horse, and fly thro’s Time,

To conquer pain and birth and death,

To find a way to reach that bliss,

I leave behind this passing wealth!
(repeat the first verse)

(26). SONG OF THE PILGRIM
A. C. Constable Victor Wee

No sentient life in all the worlds,

Will ever cease to be,

Unending all as Thou and I,

Though forms change constantly,

Then life imprisoned in the earth,

May bloom as lovely flower,

So all evolve a fairer birth,

When law brings forth the hour.

CHORUS:

Remembering always “Buddh Thou art”

The path will lighter grow,

The Buddha seed within our heart,

Will guide to those who know.

On through the endless arons of time,

Through forms from stone to man,

All beings to perfection climb,

Such is the faultless plan.

Perfected man the masters are,

And we shall also climb,

To starry heights in worlds afar,

And know the Truth sublime.

(27). SELF RELIANCE

Traditional Victor Wee

By ourselves is evil done,

By ourselves we pain endure,

By ourselves we cease from wrong,

By ourselves become we pure.

No one saves us but ourselves,

No one can and no one may,

We ourselves must walk the Path,

Buddha’s merely show the way.

(28). ANGULIMALA

Sujatha Hettiarrachchi

“Stop thee! Oh saffron princely monk,

“who hastens on like falling rain,

“ I want a finger from thy foot

“To finish off my bloody chain. ”

“I do not run, you run instead

“please stop awhile and follow me,

“Angulimal, I ‘m not content,

“to know that thou are not yet free”

“please throw that bloody chain aside,

“there is a better, nobler way,

“To live thy life and reach that truth,

“Angulimala, for you to-day. ”

And hours want by the Indian time,

While Buddha’s sinless way he heard,

And sinner changed to blessed saint,

And preach’d he out the hollowed word.

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