Buddha

I am one concise entity

tucked warm and tight

into myself

golden and still.

In every direction for ever in space

space expanding wide open, vast and vacant

to stars distantly dim yet

shining golden themselves

Like a magnifying glass,

Like a cacophonous cone

Identifying me,

so small in the massive universe.

I sit in quiet oneness

Branches stem from my soul’s body

Extending without effort

Tendrils from my self to the rest

Tendrils and veins,

Vines green as new life.

I am one

Yet all is one and the same one.

You will find me

Cross legged, mind as wide as the

Ever existing eternal universe

A slight smile on shining golden lips

Rosy and warm.