Eric Cockrell


Buddha Born, Buddha Dying! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

the buddha in me
looks like the buddha in you,
smells like, tastes like,
feels like, talks like....

i feel your need,
for you are part of mine.
you taught me about love,
when you were hurting.

the buddha in me,
reaches out to the buddha in you.
we inhale and exhale,
and night becomes day.

the buddha in you,
the question and the answer.
each a part of the other,
one must be for both to be.

the buddha in me, the buddha in you...
light born of darkness,
darkness comforts light.
the buddha born, the buddha dying,

no difference, no loss,
the journey goes on.

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  • Silver Star - 3,910 Points Dave Walker (4/16/2012 9:42:00 AM)

    A fantastic poem, a great write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012



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