#siddhartha
I sped to the temple.
Breaking human laws,
to align with universal ones.
I approached.
As my brow lowered,
grace entered my being.
Sunlight greeted me.
As I slowly passed
A stone Buddha.
No one was around.
Monks must be out.
Only a bird sat and sang
to all the flowers.
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As I entered the main hall,
the wood creaked beneath me,
And my awareness became acute.
The large Buddha towered
over a myriad of empty zafus.
All in accordance and order.
I sat, emulating the statue.
Even my temporal imperfections
matched the stone carvings.
Yet, my mind was with the bird.
I stretched out my legs,
toward the wall,
after a long sit.
The flowers were still after a breeze
And that bird had flown away.
Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 4:59 PM UTC
His hands stretched out as if in the
Shavasana pose, only he was
Wearing his old jeans, chequered shirt
Black laceless converse shoes
His head on the lush green grass
With Hesse’s Siddartha in his left hand
and a magical airbrush in his right hand
He gazed at the cloudless blue sky
Like an artist in front of a canvas
he drew the people he wanted in it,
The boy with the inquisitive big brown eyes
The girl at the bus stop carrying a tote bag
the things he wanted to do,
Climb the highest mountain peak
Do the tango in Buenos Aires
Vagabond across South America
the sunsets and the full moons he wanted to see
the reasons he was willing to suffer for
the smiles he wanted to have.
A masterpiece in the making
the outline took no more than a few minutes
but the finished piece took a lifetime to create.
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
Things coming and going at the same time
is the most sublime Rhyme
Einstein and Siddhartha knew this
many years ago
They told us something that we just don't
really want to know
Things coming and going at the same time
Is the most sublime Rhyme
Bits of seconds passing by
Keep on looking them in the eye
Be here now, time will fly
As bits of seconds pass you by
Things coming and going at the same time
Is the most sublime Rhyme
When the earth quakes
And shakes the ground
Beneath your feet
Slip into the crack and don't look back
Let your heart skip a beat
Things coming and going at the same time
Is the most sublime Rhyme
Sean Hunt May 8 2016
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 7:33 AM UTC