Here is a gift
of two Egyptian geese ghosting
across the full moon as it dips
below the dawn horizon, which
is the meaning
of "I take refuge in the Buddha."
This being
who laughs lightly at the children
running through yesterday's rain,
who smiles when they stop
to pick up the smallest dog,
drenched beyond endurance,
then begin to dash again
through the open heavens.
It's just heartfelt
silence in the middle of life,
a feeling with this whole world
until I am drowned
in boundless thanks,
bewildered by this little boy
who bows and picks me up
and bears me with him
back home.