Thursday, November 20, 2008
Stones Piled One Above the Other
on the Shore
I don’t know who did this,
but see,
how they are balanced
so perfectly,
each climbing
on the shoulders
of the other,
following the line
toward heaven.
At first,
I thought it was
a symbol
of the chakras,
each mounting in turn
as they ascended
toward the one
illumination.
And then I discovered no,
the count was not right,
there was one—
or was it two?—
left over,
extended beyond the bounds,
making their own way upward.
But then I thought of Buddha,
how the spirit sits
above the crown,
yet another resting
over him,
in infinite
procession,
until at last
all Buddhas
disappear,
vanish into
the nothingness
which is.
Dorothy Walters
November 19, 2008
(Image found on Panhala)
