POEM: A Good Buddhist

An enlightened Buddhist
Would put your kindness behind him;
Would hold the moment of your presence
In the palm of his hand and let it fly
Like unseen galaxies being born.

An enlightened Buddhist would never
Fold up your goodness into his wallet
So he could take it out to read like an old poem
Or share with others like a photo of a loving child.


But I am not an enlightened Buddhist and
I only aim to preserve the grace of you that overwhelms me -
One more pearl I string on the necklace that is my life.