The Buddha experience
Here, the man went inward and wise,
Reluctant teacher, about to enter light
The leaves about him had a faint aura
Not a pall of dust but of wisdom’s light,
The why of all including our nothing-
We who had liquid origins and trauma.
He had an answer to all our questions
But no questions to our lucent answers
His ears were long and unhearing
As were his eyes small and crinkly.
It was not he who patted his tummy
And laughed to the vulgar crowds loud
Just a yellow figurine on dusty shelves.
Did you say he had frozen in bronze
With an enormous stomach side-splitting?
Actually our fears froze behind his ears
I can hear their crunch in these leaves.
The ruins of the Buddha temple here have always fascinated me and I have clicked this many times each time trying to add some more tranquil atmosphere to the pictures.I have given a slightly reddish tinge to the pictures in order to accentuate the wonderfully peaceful atmosphere that prevails in these ruins.The tree here is magical adding to the beauty of the place.