Reclining Buddhas Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki

Recline with me on a sea of green.
Mirror my curved lines with your slender limbs.
Rest your head on your right hand as I my left.
Look into my eyes and return my smile.

Feel your body relax into a resting state.
Feel the blades of grass prick your skin.
Listen to the buzzing, the humming,
The slithering of life all around us.

Yes, we may be close to death.
Yes, our memories may fade with age.
Yes, we may regret what we did not achieve,
What we did not change, what we did not create.

But here in this field with me,
Feel the heat of the sun on your skin,
The weight of the flesh on your bones,
And the lightness of your spirit as it rises.

Leave your body behind and fly.
See the earth pull away like a ball on a tether
And when you're ready, cut that cord
And remember who you were
Before you were born!