Eric Cockrell


A Buddhist Christmas - Poem by Eric Cockrell

sitting on the bed
with my old blind dog...
breathing in, breathing out...

breathing in suffering,
all the suffering of the hungry,
the homeless, those in prison....

those ravaged by war....
of the lonely, those filled with despair,
the angry, the fearful, the lost....

breathing in deeply,
wrapping it all in snowlike stillness...
and then breathing out....

breathing out compassion,
total, unconditional, free compassion...
the oneness that feels every feeling,

hurts with every hurt,
prays with every need....
not judging, not holding back,

asking for nothing in return...
just breathing out....
and listening with gratitude

to the heartbeat of my faithful dog...
to the heartbeats of all that live...
lost inside life itself!


Comments about A Buddhist Christmas by Eric Cockrell

  • Gold Star - 14,840 Points * Sunprincess * (8/25/2012 12:38:00 PM)

    one of the best poems i have ever read... :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie William F Dougherty (6/1/2012 10:31:00 AM)

    A thoughtful poem that puts something at stake with compassion, yet manages to avoid the
    temptation of a self-righteous tone. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011


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