Buddha In A Traffic Jam
Paper Poetry W6 Epigraphic Prompt

“Sometimes letting things go is an act of far greater power than defending or hanging on — Eckhart Tolle”
One day She will fist the globe She thought —
The sky her room-o-board, Shaking hands with the passing Whiff, She will walk the star-studded road,
What was a dream to a child, Turned an illusion in adolescence, Upon touching adulthood Envisioned a time-in-waste,
The world beyond her reach, Handed a morsel called ‘life,’ Walking the path in swedge Found life in its strife,
Buddha, stuck in a traffic jam, Pain leads the way — When the sun ceases to shine, Inner light flicker and sway,
Poetry thy name is wish, Brushstrokes imagery dreamed, “Bravo” rants echo in chambers vacuum She finds refuge in her loner’s den gleaned…
…Taking with her the stardust that her feet un-oblivious carry, Keeping them safe in the warmth of her heart, Collected from her paw awry,
Poetry eyes those pigments in silence, Both finding reasons to laugh — Talks of touching the azure Once, soiled in reality’s touch,
But, She now knows the truth of life Learned in ways O! so hard, The firmament, the rain, the moon Can all belong to you — when you Learn to open your heart, World of the worldly transient in essence Perish in the lap of time, slow —
Envisage Buddha finding a freeway When you learn to let it go…..
Thank you Indubala Kachhawa Carolyn Hastings Suntonu Bhadra and Paper Poetry for this pertinent epigraphic prompt.
Tagging some poets from the prompt article/paper poetry, whom I read and like:
Raine Lore Dr. Fatima Imam Toni Crowe Lilie Kaizen Setraj Jahan
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