Buddhas always look serene
Buddhas always look serene
Although the fat ones can look
Self-satisfied
The one on the wall
Sheltered from the weather
Beneath the patio roof
Seems content
He has never complained
Not even when an old crow
Sat atop the wooden frame
Proclaiming his emancipation
From the chorus line
He demanded to be heard
Listened to on his own terms
Cawed a few lines from
Mary Poppins
Expecting to be paid for his trouble
Even if it was only peanuts
The sun never shines
On the Buddha's face
Not directly but he looks on in reflection
With an enigmatic smile
Of which Davinci would be proud
The old crow does a dance
Fancies himself as Dick Van Dyke
Perhaps it was another Disney movie
The world is full of them
A helicopter rattles over
A windswept sky
The glint in the eye
Of old Buddha tells a story
He has passed a message
To Leonardo
About helicopters and vitruvian men
Sky-diving from biplanes
Perhaps there is life and connection
In all things
If only we could find
Space in our own world view
To make good sense of it all.