Just Picked Up Your Trash!
the squirrel,
climbing the tree,
is buddha.
as is the cloud,
covering the sun.
the mountain is buddha,
as is the pebble...
and the river is buddha,
with the illusion of flowing.
you are buddha,
your enemy is buddha.
your lover is buddha,
as is the crap you just took!
do you see what you see?
do you taste what you taste?
do you smell what you smell?
do you feel what you feel?
or are you each of these?
enlightenment just picked up your trash!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Buddha Within....
Buddha's tears...
on the faces of every
hungry child in the world.
Buddha's emptiness,
in the hearts of every
person who has no home.
Buddha's sorrow,
in the eyes of every
victim of the bombings.
Buddha's silence,
at the roar of every
religious fanatic.
Buddha's compassion,
in the dirt of every
human being fallen.
Buddha's forgiveness,
in the anger of every
person driven by prejudice.
Buddha within,
seeks to evolve!
Buddha within,
just to be!
Buddha within,
already there.
Buddha within,
always has been!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Buddha Born, Buddha Dying!
the buddha in me
looks like the buddha in you,
smells like, tastes like,
feels like, talks like....
i feel your need,
for you are part of mine.
you taught me about love,
when you were hurting.
the buddha in me,
reaches out to the buddha in you.
we inhale and exhale,
and night becomes day.
the buddha in you,
the question and the answer.
each a part of the other,
one must be for both to be.
the buddha in me, the buddha in you...
light born of darkness,
darkness comforts light.
the buddha born, the buddha dying,
no difference, no loss,
the journey goes on.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Awakening The Buddha
this chanting to the bronze buddha
done with sincerity awakens the buddha in the self
the buddha that comes to one's own salvation
the one chanted to, remains as the buddha
in the world of absolute nothingness
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Buddha Eyes
Buddha eyes,
seeing beyond the visible,
and beneath the crust.
Buddha ears,
hearing what is not said
wrapped in the spoken.
Buddha thoughts,
connecting with all thoughts,
creating and forming.
Buddha heart,
feeling every beat of every heart
inside each beat of my own.
Buddha freedom,
letting go of...
becoming a part of!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Buddha Within
the Buddha within
waits just beyond
everything we do
to avoid seeing ourselves!
the Buddha within
has no color or creed,
no political party,
is totally human.
the Buddha within
is the pathway that joins
the tongue to the heart,
the eyes to the spirit...
the hands to the infinite!
the Buddha within,
not owned, never owning;
not held by the few,
the home, and the gift...
the expression of humanity
making love to life!
sameness, unity, freedom!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Being Boiled
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some God's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Just because the kid's an orphan is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children, don't forget this torture just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children?
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Who cares for the little children?
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Being Boiled
Ok, ready. let's do it
Listen to the voice of buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some god's stocking
Buddha's watching, buddha's waiting
Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Once more with the voice of buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
song performed by by Human League
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Lord Buddha
Buddha roared like a lion
and thundered upon the world
the message of love and karunaa
Buddha was as loving as the kangaroo
He wanted to carry the groaning world
in the bag close to her belly
to reach them to nirvaana
Buuddha showed up in the world
as if from nowhere
just as a snake does
Buddha hit the world with his fangs
and then suddenly disappeared from the world
just as a snake does
Was he real or was he a figment
of the ailing earths dream
Was the world drug addict?
Did the world drink hemlock to drains
to make a Buddha in its own image?
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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The Buddha says;
The Buddha said:
We must open ourselves to the world
Knowing that what we sense about the world
Is Maya.
and the pupil asked: If what we see is an illusion
then what is the purpose of opening to lies?
The Buddha answered To open our inner eye
to the truth which is found by emptying oneself
of all that you know about the world.
the pupil asked: If all that we see is misrepresented
then what is the use of inquiry?
The Buddha said: You have already asked that question
What is the use of repeating the answer?
poem by George Murdock
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Austerity / Girl One (Medley)
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some gods stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
People don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha (repeat three times)
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As long as you look for a Buddha somewhere else, you'll never see that your own mind is the Buddha.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Pull Out The Pin
Just as we hit the green,
Ive never been so happy to be alive.
Only seven miles behind
You could smell the child,
The smell of the front lines survival.
With my silver buddha
And my silver bullet,
(I pull the pin.)
You learn to ride the earth,
When youre living on your belly and the enemy are city-births.
Who need radar? we use scent.
They stink of the west, stink of sweat.
Stink of cologne and baccy, and all their yankee hash.
With my silver buddha
And my silver bullet,
(Im pulling on the pin,)
Ooh, I pull out, pull out the pin.
(pulling on the pin, oh...)
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
I love life!
I love life!
Ive seen the coat for me.
Ill track him til he drops,
Then Ill pop him one he wont see.
Hes big and pink, and not like me.
He sees no light.
He sees no reason for the fighting
With my silver buddha
And my silver bullet.
(Im pulling on the pin,)
Ooh, I pull out, pull out the pin.
(pulling on the pin, oh...)
I had not seen his face,
til Im only feet away
Unbeknown to my prey.
I look in american eyes.
I see little life,
See little wife.
Hes striking violence up in me.
With my silver buddha
And my silver bullet.
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
I love life!
I love life!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I love life!
I love life!
I love life!
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I think that their flight from and hatred of technology is self-defeating. The Buddha rests quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer of the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of a mountain or in the petals of a flower. To think otherwise is to demean the Buddha--which is to demean oneself.
Robert M. Pursig in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
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Sophie's World (21st century)
Buddha indicates the place with his finger
But people only see Buddha's finger
Sophie's world is just a fictional poetry
If you use your mind to look for a Buddha, you won't see the Buddha.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Inspired by Issa - In the lightning
taming desires
so may faces
the buddha
inspired by
in the lightning
how he laughs...
Buddha!
-Issa,1814
http: //cat.xula.edu/issa/
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Wesak Day Poem
a saffron
shrouded sun
the buddha
deliving us from
the womb of samsara
the buddha, dhama and sangha
wesak day
on the merit sharing table
a thousand light flickers
ego, too little of it
a rat would beat
you to a goal
too much of it
a tower of babel
would rise from
flat ground
a great wall
scaled mountains
to reach moon
angels grew horns
to challenge
God's plans
upsetting
whole creation
a great cauldron
was necessitated
to burn down
down great egos
the buddha helps
temper troubled souls
throwing them
enlightenment seeds
that sprout and bloom profusely
on the eight fold path
welcoming them
to the kingdom of nirvana
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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My Canadian Chronicles 25
For Ray
My friend’s partner Ray
has a hobby
and his collection
has earned him a nickname from it.
He collects Buddha’s
as others would collect books.
A large collection he has
that now people call him
the Buddha man.
16 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Stone Riddles (Buddha)
buddha,
stone beneath
the moss.
compassion,
eyes knowing
the self.
self,
illusion, force,
nut's taste!
bodhissatva,
man finally
becoming human.
bodhissatva,
man finally
becoming god.
god,
box cant
hold fire!
god,
fire, match,
twigs, ashes.
peacemaker,
family found
first inside.
buddha,
wind's beginning,
beginning's end!
suffering,
soul's cry
for search.
path,
no map,
no destination.
race,
color cant
change blood!
reaching,
for you,
breaking windows!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Buddha Walked Exploration Path Embraced Embodied
Buddha was not a self styled teacher of light
Buddha walked exploration path embraced embodied
became light those inspired who could followed
those inspired who could followed at their own pace
enlightenment is not a teacher taught subject
all individuals all souls will must their own path find
poem by Terence George Craddock
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