vesak 2

Vesak 4

Light as in the type
Emitted by aureoles of Buddha
Climb through the pupil
And fall to the gravity of the human heart
When only light
Can make wonder stand alone
On a deserted chamber
And radiate through every tip
Artery and neural end
To make the solitude of mirth
Like the ripple of the wind
On a kite island.

Vesak 5

A saffron robe
Demarcates enlightenment
Far beyond the scribblings
Of ancient scrolls.

And saffron,
The stigma and style
Of the floral designs of Crocus sativus
Shipped from Persia
To garnish a curry pot.

Both costly endearments
When worth is measured per unit weight
As a little floral part
Gives the commoner’s tongue
A little bliss, which when converted to
Knowledge, savors touch and feel
And articulates taste,

Leaving behind the infinite aromaticity
Of a thread of enlightenment.

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