All my life I have been chasing the Buddha
Often a figure far ahead of me
When life is tortured and horrifying,
I see him
in the distance,
Smiling at me
Sometimes I see him wave
I stop to breathe,
and he is gone.
Breathing,
I look inside
And the Buddha is there
Smiling at me
With the journey ahead
The journey inside,
Calming me
Showing me the way
(Ahead
Behind
Inside
In the moment).

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