Some Random Buddha
The paragraph was his call,
the sentence my response.
 When I get it right
he doesn’t answer. 
Tomorrow he may call again,
or maybe the next day. 
Some day when it comes,
when it’s here,
we’ll never speak again.
Twin stars in Orion’s Belt 
circling and singing
a song that nobody
and everybody can hear.

https://youtu.be/RfaqcE6jdHU?si=mtrvTUJRHmoHro5P

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 A song I heard once long ago,
It's tune I lost in shadows glade,
And scattered notes, Oh wisps of smoke,
Like dreams come dawn have surely strayed,
A song I heard, I tell it true,
And under weaving satellites,
I sought its warble overhead, 
In meadows dark and endless nights. 


 

Ummm... This is not really a poem forum.
​​​​​​​Perhaps you have something to post about your meditation practice?

I liked both of you poems. Keep it up!