Buddha And The Breeze

the Buddha and the breeze
can put my soul at ease
they both reveal the sacred path

to conquer all desire
to which I might aspire
and rise above the earthly storm

I pray a gentle wind
will greet me like a friend
for I am but an autumn leaf

and autumn leaves must stray
into their yesterday
without conceit or vain defeat

I go where wishes die
I go where planets sigh
to join infinities of grief

I go the Buddha's way
without regret's dismay
the breeze will bring my sweet relief

by Barry Middleton

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