October 5, 2007
by gordon coombes
- Lao Tzu -
Lao Tzu in the distance
walks across mountains
and into clouds
disappearing -
- sea of saffron -
sons of the Buddha
a sea of saffron robes
rising against
crashing waves of bullets -
Crimson Lotus Blossoms
My Buddhist friend
whom I call the Ancient Sage
says we are all in the middle of a storm
keep your composure
keep your seat
keep your mind focused
the lotus blossom opens
its delicate leaves
it captures moonlight
it captures a sweet breeze
it captures the shimmering crimson drops
of the sons of the Buddha -
see you later,
gord
