When it rains non-stop for twenty four hours,
that's Buddha.
Both the rain and the ending of the rain,
after which the freshness is Buddha, too.
When you walk beside the lake,
You will find Buddha in the water,
disguised as a golden cow.
Both the lake and the camera you use
to take a picture of the cow
are Buddha.
It begins to feel as if everything is Buddha.
That's also Buddha.
When the cooks at the dumpling restaurant
laugh at the way you eat your food,
that's Buddha.
When graffiti walls disappear overnight, only
to be replaced by acres of bricks,
that’s also Buddha.
It begins to feel as if everything is Buddha.
And that's Buddha.
When you dance, Buddha is your DJ.
When you smile, Buddha’s pushing at the corners of your mouth.
When you kiss, that’s Buddha’s tongue inside your mouth.
And when you fall in love, you will find Buddha
sitting on a small cushion inside your heart,
eating KFC.
Are you ready?
It begins to feel as if everything is Buddha.
And that’s Buddha.
That’s Buddha.
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Sean M Whelan says:
this is gold mr plater, gold.
31 May 2006 — 18:35
ko shin Bob Hanson says:
Greetings, I just received the words from “That’s Buddha” from Going Down Swinging. Wonderful, when I heard it on the CD I was blown away, many thanks.
11 May 2011 — 15:09
davey says:
Thanks Bob, glad you like the poem!
12 May 2011 — 08:34