Beside the sundial
Where an ant on an
Analemma gnomon
Climbs a code
Across light,
Across seasons--
When color reclaims
This old gray road.
It too may
Overlay itself for
All I know.
Things come, go.
Things do.
New lives enter.
I like winter,
Don't you?
I do love this poem, Geo., all of it, but especially I see the "climbing of the code" by an ant" - stitching a calligraphic Chinese word, maybe.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful buddha. And yes: I like winter. For a while.
Dear Brigitta, thank you. Buddha has kindly consented to preside over Norma's garden. She has dedicated it to peace and enlightenment.
DeleteBuddha looks safe and comfy in the car seat. I hope he like winter.
ReplyDeleteAs I age, I'm no longer a fan of winter.
Have a great weekend Geo.
JB
Indeed, Buddha must be safely belted before transport. It wouldn't do to have him climbing all over the car.
DeleteWhen I first saw your headline I immediately thought of Dashboard Jesus. Buddha would hold a lot more drink than a Jesus. I was worried until you told your tale. Whew!
ReplyDeleteI guess we could fit Jesus back there too, but he doesn't come in enameled bronze.
DeleteBuddha fits perfectly on that backseat :) Wouldn't be a wonderful reminder of all things Buddha teaches having him close like this all the time? :)
ReplyDeleteI love winter, especially when there's lots of snow involved.
Have a wonderful and relaxed Sunday!
Beate
A relaxed, wonderful Sunday sounds sublime and I shall in all my best comply with your recommendation. I find our backseat Buddha directs in silence, and that is sufficient. All my best wishes to you and Keith.
DeleteA wonderful Buddha and yes I love winter but then in Perth in Oz ours seldom get very cold. I often dream of snow but it is not to be. Great poem too.
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