The Witness Remains – Thich Nhat Hanh

The Witness Remains by Thich Nhat Hanh

Flarebombs bloom on the dark sky.
A child claps his hands and laughs.

I hear the sound of guns,
and the laughter dies.

But the witness
remains.

from What Book!?: Buddha Poems from Beat to Hiphop Edited by Gary Gach.

Also, the Pacifica Radio Archives (where I work) had our day-long Fund Drive today. I worked from 7 in the morn till 1130 at night. Looooong day. Anyhow, one of our producers made this audio piece of Thich Nhat Hanh, it’s called “The Gift,” and it’s touching; both the background music and the story are simply poignant.

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