A sunny Buddha sits on a
Mountain
Like a crystal ball
He holds the third eye
Universe in
His warm enlightened belly
Bowl
Gentle brown eyes open
Like a lotus
Mind peacefully falls into
Focus
Speaks from a sacred kiss
Of
A long nights hypnosis
Listen beyond his voice
As an ear to a seashell
Hears the ocean
His divine diamond
Precision
Spins the mountain top like A weathervane
Down to the forest deep
Full moon pond
He sits behind a wall of sleep
Awakes with a dove of dawn
An ancient Tree stands
Beside the dreamy Buddha
Who listens to a distant Flute
Tree is one
Buddha is one
They share the same root
The Tree and the Buddha Speak from the belly ground
To fingertip branches
And reach skyward bound
Follow the River
Beside the Buddha and Tree
They all speak together
With the misty breeze
Rest your body and thoughts
Drink from what the River has taught
Though it speaks what cannot be spoken
Listen - the ripples move to heavens golden
Palace shores
Wisdoms whispering deep sleep
Opens holy doors
The Buddha rises
Follows a single cloud in the sky
Raindrops fall as he meditates
And with the cloud he evaporates
The Buddha
The Tree
The River
Stand still