Oh rest, Sweet Buddha,
along the top of the mountain
as if peace were possible
and we might dream
of stars and translucent skies
that life was forever a grace
beautiful and full
and love was never lost.
Oh rest, Sweet Buddha,
along the top of the mountain
as if peace were possible
and we might dream
of stars and translucent skies
that life was forever a grace
beautiful and full
and love was never lost.
By Pat in Colorado on Dec 25, 2010