A realm of no mercy

Sit back here to meditate, more than 2,500 years have passed, all traces remain, identified by excavated archaeologists. If the location is not determined, everything is still there, but completely lost in the human mind.
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The song resounds in the summer wind: From the Lumbini garden the Buddha was born The fresh carefree flower blooms with the fragrance of the ten directions The city of Kapilavastu, the wind cheered, and the sky was bright People joyfully announce good news Prince Siddhartha was born. Lumbini – The sacred garden was officially recognized by Unesco as a world heritage site in 1997. Lumbini is located on a low hill at the foot of the Himalayas, about 25 kilometers east of the ancient Kapilavastu (now Kapilavastu), about 25 kilometers east of the Indian border. – Nepal 36 kilometers. Through the control gate, leave shoes outside, go inside, see a white building. White building At first, it was very strange to see the white building, but when I went inside, I realized that the building was built around to protect the excavated brick foundation to avoid further destruction. Because the camera could not be used, the crew could not record pictures, and memories could not be redrawn. Next to it is a stone that is said to be the footprints of the crown prince, protected in a glass cage. On the wall there is a stone bas-relief talking about the prince’s birth. Looking at the relief, you will see the queen with her hand on the branch of no concern and the birth of the crown prince on her side. Being able to sit quietly for a few minutes, no matter how far apart, the time apart seems to have not existed. But why this footprint is so respected, the answer lies at the base of the Bodhi tree by the Nile River. Next to the building is a stone pillar built by King Ashoka in 249 BC. King Ashoka Pillar Sit back here to meditate, more than 2500 years have passed, all traces remain, excavated and identified by archaeologists. If the location is not determined, everything is still there, but completely lost in the human mind. Confused about whether one person is present in this life, changing the outlook of many lives, just by saying one thing that everyone knows “blood is red, tears are salty” but it seems that everyone never knew. Called rebirth in the footsteps of Buddha. Following in the footsteps of Buddha… Looking across the lake is the Bodhi tree, formerly the tree of no concern. Legend has it that Queen Mada bathed in the pond, and when she went up to the tree to worry, she gave birth to a crown prince. There is no statue here, perhaps afraid of losing the beauty of the landscape, so the statue of the crown prince died and built another place. Came here without trying to walk a little more, so walking in the noonday sun, the group recorded a more brilliant golden image. Statue of the newborn Buddha Heaven and earth, Unique self. The world necessarily, Birth, aging, sickness and death. There are many ways to explain, if you don’t understand it, it’s okay, the conscious things can’t be separated, let life quietly answer. Is there anything outside the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death? Leaving the garden of Lumbini, went to the city of Kapilavastu (Kapilavastu). Kapilavastu Citadel Kapila city lived peacefully in the life of the first king, who was happy Shakyamuni he had just been born. All the birds sing to celebrate the fragrant flowers and leaves. Bright rays of light shine throughout the mountains and rivers. Tree of no concern so far sentient beings are always reminded, where Lumbini still records how many happy days. Citadel of Ca-pil-la-vai is currently restoring the background of many brick foundations located at the palaces… Passing a place to see the prince standing in front of the room door, silently bid farewell. Once upon a time read Golden light by Uncle Vo Dinh Cuong, the passage about when the crown prince heard the voice: “ The hour has come! The hour has come!” Three times He went out, three times He came back. But the last time with determination, he put the hem of his shirt on his head, pulled back the curtain, and stepped out…” The places where the foundation of the citadel has been excavated, although it has not been determined where, but there is no place here that does not have that image. Go gradually to the gate of the East city, where the prince crossed the city to become ordained. Standing on the ruined brick floor looking to the East, imagine a Kien Trac horse soaring through the city gate like pictures cherished by many people since childhood, a way beyond the ceiling. Not enough time to get to the Anoma River, standing on the city floor and looking at the horizon. “The front is full of dark green water and forest! The majestic scene here makes people shiver: The Anoma River (Anoma) surges and waves. The message on the other side of the bank, each mountain range overlaps. on top of each other. Desolate, desolate, surrounded on all sides. Not a single human footprint has been left here! (Excerpt) Golden light – Vo Dinh Cuong) The Anoma stream undulating green reed banks, Looking at Shakyamuni’s azure water, his heart was steadfast, Come back, let me enjoy the golden light, I have determined to find the bright path to save sentient beings, … Anoma still remembers to set a shining example, We now vow to follow Compassion. Farewell to Kapilavastu, now also go to the East. The direction is sometimes not important, but the destination is in which direction. (Excerpt) “Travel to Indian Relics” – 2019)