MR. LUONG VAN TOT asked:
(Mr. Luong at My Hoi Dong Village, Long Xuyen)
As devotees, we haven’t understood your style,
We’d appreciate if you could expound.
Who’s the Governor of Three Thousand Worlds?
Kindly teach sentient beings.
Lord Master replied:
I took Buddha’s order, not yet styled,
Lest the law should make me unable to define.
If you care to know who is the cosmos’ owner,
Practice till you reach the azure.
Why are the worlds to Three Thousands?
Have you learnt well enough to ask this question?
Only the Confucian erudite should challenge,
The right answer will send you to the Fairy Land.
The materialistic society has to suffer cataclysm,
Yet very few are well-versed in Confucianism.
They have hitherto been romantically unruly,
So that they forget their perpetual morality.
Now you meet someone who can awaken,
Take your time to improve as an human.
In writing, I touch on social actualities,
I exhibit the Tao to save laities.
Voilà! Look at those important aristocrats,
Their names will be shrined on plaques.
Be well-prepared, those with good education,
Get rid of the worldly dirt without hesitation.
You should have finished off your duties,
Then you will later see the Five-Hill prodigies.
When Seven-Mountains’crimson palaces unfold,
My folks, people will turn young from old!
Your practice will have you delivered,
Also to see Buddha and Heavenly Emperor!
The practicer must put up with bitterness,
Provided their human duties are accomplished.
What use is it to ask that far-away questions,
To be freed, you must fulfill human obligations.
Too much talk may loosen our solidarity,
You’d rather have cultivated your morality.
Seeing that the world has been drifting,
You must focus on the Dragon Gathering.
Hoa Hao, June, the Earth Rabbit Year
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