A Poem: The Buddha
January 28, 2010
by Tsoltim N. Shakabpa
January 27, 2009
We may rise and fall
But He rises above all
We may cry and sigh
But He rules the sky
We may ask for provisions
But He makes the decisions
We may say yea or nye
But He is right any way
We may to the right or left sway
But He is virtuous all the way
We may desire heaven, not hell
But where we go from here He can tell
For He is the Buddha, the Awakened One
Who has so rightly our faith and love won
Copyright ©Tsoltim N. Shakabpa 2010