“Đợi chờ là hạnh phúc,” a Vietnamese proverb tells methat waiting is happiness.I don’t know if this is true, but I certainly feelalive under the shade of a Bodhi treegrown in the desert of the unknown.Its seed was sownfrom the night I stood next to youlistening to the lyrics of a songI couldn’t understandbut imagined was about love.“Tình yêu là mật ngọt,” another Vietnamese proverbtells methat love is honey.I know this is not trueBut I am not afraidto wait for you underthe Bodhi treeand when you arriveboth of us will sitcalm, under the tree branches.Their leaveswill rustle into usthe brilliance of a blue skywhich will stayone true coloreven thoughanything in this worldmay change.