THE BODHISATTVA IN MY HEART - LE BICH SON 23.01.2026

Описание: THE BODHISATTVA IN MY HEART - LE BICH SON 23.01.2026

“This song continues the ideas of the poem “Mother – My Homeland” (Mẹ - Quê Hương Của Con) written in Chicago in 2006. Humbly dedicated to Mother, in place of the words a child living far from home wishes to say!” Lê Bích Sơn @ Atlanta - 23 Jan 2026

If there is a miracle in this life, it is a mother’s love.
Amid the storms of life, Mother is a place of peace, a safe harbor for her child to return to.
No matter how far you go, in a mother’s thoughts, you will forever be the child who needs to be protected…

If there is a miracle in this life,
then it is a mother’s love.
Mother is peace in the midst of life’s storms.
As long as Mother is here, there is still a homeland.

In the stormy, arduous sea of life,
Mother is the safe shore I return to.
Mother is music, Mother is poetry,
Mother is the Bodhisattva I worship in my heart…

Mother may not live a full hundred years,
yet she teaches me the boundless love.
Mother is the symbol of my homeland;
no matter how far I go, my heart longs to return.
Mother still preserves the soul of the homeland—
without Mother, what would I return for?

I travel north and south, east and west;
hair silvered with dew, crane-like frame, slender figure… she’s waiting for me.
Mother is an entire world of mountains and rivers;
as long as Mother is here, I still have a homeland!

In this world, there is one place of greatest peace to return to—
the embrace of Mother.
A mother’s love is not loud, not showy,
yet it quietly follows us throughout our lives,
like a gentle stream that never ceases.

No matter how far you go,
in Mother’s eyes, you are forever a small child
who needs to be protected…

And then, as we grow day by day,
Mother grows old with the years;
as we become stronger,
Mother quietly grows weaker,
saving the last measure of peace entirely for her child…

Mother is an entire world of mountains and rivers;
as long as Mother is here, I still have a homeland!

In this world, there is one place of greatest peace to return to—
the embrace of Mother.
A mother’s love is not loud, not showy,
yet it quietly follows us throughout our lives,
like a gentle stream that never ceases.
No matter how far you go,
in Mother’s eyes, you are forever a small child
who needs to be protected.
And then, as we grow day by day,
Mother grows old with the years;
as we become stronger,
Mother quietly grows weaker,
saving the last measure of peace entirely for her child…