little Buddha

the Buddha is
laughing
and you are
waiting for the
kettle to boil

over cooked
vegetables and
enter
stage left
meets right
align
the postman
will deliver
the parcel
packaged perfectly
with paper and string

untie the knot
inside is out
there is no
need to wait
no strings
attached
here and
now

girls become
women
and trees
bear fruit

of thy womb
JESUS
Christ

died and so
will you

change is
the only constant
contact
marketing game

you're it
so how do
you
play?

there are
no rules
only rulers
and margins
color
outside

of the
lines
that are not here
put on your
glasses
and see
care-ful-ly

your reality
is no more
than a dream

where is that
man named
King?

but
inside you
and i

where the boundaries
drop into
the paradox
sit

just sit
and see
the Buddha
in
you and me