Sole Soul Survivor
Siddharta worked hard for the middle way to appear in silent meditation
Above him a lotus flower shone pure radiance from an indigo moon
Ebb and flow levitated cast in nothingness and droplets of wild motion
Antecedent prologues merged with moments of reflection and hindsight
Waters had risen and he sat cross legged on a fig leaf of sunken Atlantis
Ruins of the belligerent future chanted a story of unconditional forgiveness
The river swelled and delivered a choice between waterfalls and cascades
His ragged loincloth drenched in tears submerged in rapids of colourful Karma
His let go of his begging bowl for he seemed alone with himself and the World
It bobbed up and down before it joined an underworld of reclusive sorrow
Maybe rice grains would find a shallow paddy somewhere in kindness
And seed in the knowledge that the Universe holds hunger and passion
He found an ocean of love so powerful it brought him back to the Source
Of all beginnings and ends of surrender and suffering of Four Noble Truths
Empty Coke bottles plastic bags hindered Nirvana but sealed the path
And with his last worldly touch he freed an octopus onto his Eightfold Path
Praise honour and devotion resurfaced as a dolphin clinging on to a sign post
In the wilderness of destruction greed devious currents and harmony drowned
Circled around a polar bear lost on one last ice floe like a prophet of doom
The Buddha never lost hope though and offered his emaciated body to extinction
08th June 2019
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