Buddha And The Breeze Poem by Barry Middleton

the Buddha and the breeze
can put my soul at ease
they both reveal the sacred path

to conquer all desire
to which I might aspire
and rise above the earthly storm

I pray a gentle wind
will greet me like a friend
for I am but an autumn leaf

and autumn leaves must stray
into their yesterday
without conceit or vain defeat

I go where wishes die
I go where planets sigh
to join infinities of grief

I go the Buddha's way
without regret's dismay
the breeze will bring my sweet relief