i ran into Buddha,
down at the laundromat.
gave him change for a dollar,
he bought me a cup of coffee.
and we sat and watched,
the dirty clothes of the world...
go spinning towards enlightenment!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, I like this! This sends the soul singing... for me. Great one Eric. You are a man of incredible words. Write-on!