holy
sounds swallow you
like eternity or
wake-up the eternity
within.
tibetan women with their
prayer beads, me
praying with my
pen against my
lips
ink drunk with
wonder.
buddha may be coming.
walking without
footprints. chanting
without
sound.
i hope he
laughs & makes the
trees rattle & opens
the buddha sky in our
hearts.
we all want
enlightenment &
we need it
bad.