Friday, November 18, 2005

Buddha statues

Buddha statues

If you’re like me you think
of their bellies first, or those
broadly stretched-out eyes staring

over your head. Of course they’re beyond
questions and logic. Their inscrutable
hands rest lightly on their knees

with raised knuckles, thumbs
pressing forefingers so carefully
it’s as if any single desire

of yours or mine is not their problem.
Frankly, those thick fat thighs
and bellies’ bulges

seem beyond ethereal
wisdoms for truth-seekers.
It’s probably better to stare

at a flower somewhere near you
for answers. Yesterday I held
a daffodil so heavy

with yellow its head drooped
between my own thumb
and forefinger. Illogical as any

Buddha it poured lemony color onto
my three other fingers like a spot-
light, like wet butter, maybe even

like a little sun.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

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3:03 PM  
Blogger Esther's Writing Works said...

I love this.

...wonder if the Buddha should appear again at the end?

3:48 PM  
Blogger Puah said...

I see what you mean - will mull it over and maybe get him in - ( :

5:58 PM  
Blogger Puah said...

Very helpful Esther! How's this?

3:44 AM  

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