Offering

“A momentary gesture

fleeting as time.

A flower, a smile.

An offering.”

“An offering would be fine,

In keeping with our space in time.

But an offering of a flower with a smile?

Like gleeful golden daffodils?

Beside the lake, beneath the trees.

Ten thousand Buddhas at a glance,

By chance did you see these?”

Excerpt From: “Canadian in a Cambodian Mindfield; American with a Suitcase Fullof Sutras.”

by Ed Teja and John Pocock 

A book of poetry, photographs and strange insghts

(available in paperback and ebook at  amazon, iTunes and Nook