Stone Riddles (Buddha) Poem by Eric Cockrell

Stone Riddles (Buddha)



buddha,
stone beneath
the moss.

compassion,
eyes knowing
the self.

self,
illusion, force,
nut's taste!

bodhissatva,
man finally
becoming human.

bodhissatva,
man finally
becoming god.

god,
box cant
hold fire!

god,
fire, match,
twigs, ashes.

peacemaker,
family found
first inside.

buddha,
wind's beginning,
beginning's end!

suffering,
soul's cry
for search.

path,
no map,
no destination.

race,
color cant
change blood!

reaching,
for you,
breaking windows!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 01 February 2012

Wow, what a path to reach the goal. I have always been intrigued with the Bodhisattvas. Someday I may want to be one..when I have worn out all my millions of desires, lol..thanks for this one.

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