Waiting For You Poem by john tiong chunghoo

when i die,
please do not
grief for me,
do not even shed a tear

for i live on
in the hearts
of those who care

the field where we
plough for each other's
spiritual growth

this physique
you know, is a shadow
of a life that lives on

draw a painting
of me instead
and speak to me
whenever you can
it will be more fruitful that way

speak to that part
of the universe
that perpetually
holds us dear

speak to your own heart
where you have carved
a room for me
where i had worked
and marked for
our rendevouz

here, i snugly wait for you
to come each night
- to softly whispher
to me your dreams
where i pray
for all of them
to come true