Buddha,Tree,River

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