Carving/Sculpting

Flakes and shavings line the floor. Another Buddha carved. Tools laid to rest; the candlelight fades.  Tomorrow he’ll fetch another piece of wood.

~~~

He’ll fetch another piece of wood tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that. Forever in search of Buddha nature.

~~~

Under sunlight a buddha is sculpted.

In the moonlight a buddha is sculpted.

By candlelight a buddha is sculpted.

And tomorrow he will sculpt another.

 

~~~

A shower of woodchips

accompanies his work.

 

And tomorrow the busshi will

add to the pile.

 

~~~

 

Amidst wood shavings and chips,

Searching for the buddha.

 

Tomorrow he’ll fetch another piece of wood,

Beginning anew.

 

~~~

 

The cherry blossoms turned to maple leaves.

10,000 buddha’s carved.

 

Still the busshi searches,

for the buddha nature.

~~~

Variants on a single idea. Thanks to From Software and Sekiro for giving me the urge to write poetry again.

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