6.

 

immense sea

of flowing green grass

blowing waves in the breeze

beneath a bright blue sky

with brilliant billowy white clouds

floating, drifting in a boundless expanse

wind waves rippling infinitely

spreading forever away

toward the horizon

there in the middle

a lonely island

of a sturdy old tree

knarled limbs twisting

heavenward

reaching upward

against the winds

casting a long shadow

here is a small

barren spot of earth

a furrow of brown mud

across a field of flowers

like a huge soft bed

to lay down upon

to sleep in the lap

of the mighty earth

 

 

by Hugh M. Lewis

Buddha Babies: Seeking Reflections Along the Way

1989-90


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