On a cool, calm morning
Overcast, serene
The river and the people
Flow out to the shore
There to be lost
In their own way
To the surf and the sea

On a cool, calm morning
Overcast, serene
The river and the people
Flow out to the shore
There to be lost
In their own way
To the surf and the sea
Low ceiling
Limited visibility
Confined space
Yet beautiful
Serene
Alluring
Long lonely highway
Stippled asphalt
Humming rubber
Eating up the miles
Alone in thought
Serene solitude
Long lovely highway
Accept the beauty
In what is revealed
Keep faith in the obscured
I bask
In expansion
Become vivid
In my finite
Infinity
The noise
The chaos
The violence
But by finding within these
The song
The rhythm
The transformation
Therein I discover
The beauty in all things
Therein awaits
Serenity
Therein am I
Transformed
In the emptiness
Of my quiet mind
I discover the contours
Of being
In Thailand
Malaysia
China
Japan
Though, not the laughing Buddha
The plump one
In the midst of
A rollicking guffaw
No, not that Buddha
Rather, the somber, reflective one
The one it seems
The weight of the world
Rests lightly
On his androgynous shoulders