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ELLE

 

Let’s say you heard Buddha speak

And let’s say you had a daughter

Well, maybe a son

And you the best you could

And it was pretty good

That sweet daughter

So full of life

Having experienced love first hand

Wouldn’t say to others

At the age of 23

That she believed in Buddha

But rather would be free enough

Intellectually

To say nothing committal

Still figuring, thinking, watching, listening

To all the commotion

About meaning, life and death and such

But she is lovely

Perfectly formed

And not injured

By deceit or greed or worse

            Just a smart girl

            Watching the world

            Ready to follow her own mind

            Flexible enough to adapt

            And when she meets Buddha.

            Symbolically, trans personally

            Then the words will illuminate

            But probably not called “belief”

            More likely, comprehension

An idyllic state

When your mind meets his                                    

                           190925.1

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