Sometimes I see the Buddha in me
a phrase, a touch, something I see
It touches my heart
And awakens in me
A memory of how to be free
A memory of how to be me
There’s a time the Buddha in me
Comes to surface
As if to say
Remember,
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Sometimes I see the Buddha in me
a phrase, a touch, something I see
It touches my heart
And awakens in me
A memory of how to be free
A memory of how to be me
There’s a time the Buddha in me
Comes to surface
As if to say
Remember, life will pass you by
If you forget to stay alive
In this moment
In this place
There’s a time
The Buddha in me
Comes to the surface
As if to see
If I remember
Ariel Blair
