Sakyamuni Under the Bodhi Tree

(For my friend who has begun to practice yoga)

 

Imagine the pipal tree (while looking at this spreading tree)
where the wanderer sat patiently, seeking truth.

Imagine the cold (while walking through this winter night)
that he felt alone under the black roof of night.

Imagine the ache (while sitting stiffly on this hard floor)
that he felt in the stillness of his cross-legged posture.

Imagine the morning star (like this star risen in the east)
that he saw like looking skyward for the very first time.

Imagine the golden daybreak, and spread your arms like the tree.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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