American Buddha


My heart is bursting with mantras

that I can't read -

songs from another land,

words from another time.

I am weighted with jewels

and covered with gold.

I sit, a shield for the guru

who stands behind me waiting

to see what will happen.

Nothing happens.

- Sally Clay
December 24, 1988


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