Buddha Thoughts (Heavy Fog)
Buddha thoughts...
tiny pools of rainwater,
containing thunder, lightning,
and the buds of coming spring...
tainted with oil dripping
from an old car that wont run.
sunlight dances, almost held,
every dawn and sunset
that has been, or will be...
heavy fog, waiting...
poem by Eric Cockrell

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