7/26/25
Absorb form into essence
then absolve
uniqueness merges into the pure white light
Buddha sits patiently on a golden throne
of mind unperturbed by changing
mirrors
and unraveled by perfect compassionate
loathing of mortality and all this,
shimmering mirage.
In shimmering mirage
I see sunlight touching the dead
leaves outside the tent where my
friends are
sleeping.
Unobstructed from its source
93 million miles away
Infinity
reflected in my finite vision
and in the earth finally absolved
I wonder
if I’m the same?