My Buddha

I have missed 

You and today

I will see you.

I have not seen 

You in a year.

When I 

Would 

Go to temple 

I would 

See you 

Praying in 

The corner.

We would 

Speak.

And you

Soon became

My friend.

You moved

I have moved 

And then

Out of 

The blue.

I got a letter

From 

You letting

Me know

You moved

To a different 

Temple

I have waited

Nervous.

Inside.

You are the

One true

Man who

Knows

Me and

Sees me.

The real me.

I take my prayer

Cushion 

And March 

Inside 

The temple.

I never told

You I was 

Coming.

You might 

Not be here.

I take a place 

And kneel

Praying.  

For awhile

I am lost 

But clarity

Comes to

Me.

I then bend 

Over laying

My head 

In my lap.

Quietly

No 

Movement.

I turn 

My head to the

Side.

And

There you 

Are.

Staring 

At me

Smiling.

Tears

Run down my

Face then 

Drip on 

My lap.

When I speak ,

It's in a little

Whisper.

I smile

With

Tears falling

Like big

Drops.

You 

Are 

My 

Buddha.

You smile 

And move

Your hand 

Toward 

My face.

You gently

Scoop the 

Tear up

And off my 

Face.

You whisper,

You my

Child,

You

Are my 

Light,

And yes

You 

Are my 

Buddha.

As I lay 

Looking

At you

For one moment

Nothing hurts

Nothing 

Is running 

Through my head

I close my

Eyes and 

Whisper..

I am home.