the buddha's smile

the buddha's smile


there, reflecting off the golden statue
we bow to pray and find our own
is our proper path herald of a
greater awareness this lily
on the pond, crickets humming
in the shallow water the moon and stars
gyrating in supple ammunition
against the Night, we are
the Meditation of a caring Mother, the
sudden Surging
of light in darkness -- the buddha
holds his fingers against his palm
and whispers quietly
among the whispering reeds --

A Moment in Time

A moment in Time




in the golden tinsel on the window pane
a reflection in the rain a
surge of life
in this darkness;  I cried
for you, here, here
where you could pass as Native
in the dusk we the
solemn brothers out to Sea,
carousing with the best of them -- hell
is not an option, only a
metro stop on the way
to a greater Circumspection these
days our great
hurrahs at the top of the steps Counting
backwards until
we lose Track; the turtles
crawl along
the mud bank slow in determination
and ready
for our Realization we the
afterthought
of a sudden Spasm --

haiku

Clouddispslays shine here
moving slowly along the
Sky; this, Our essence --