Maya Poems From Isla Mujeres


brown wooden Buddha sits in the Lotus Beach Hotel lobby

gray black ink Buddha sits on my left upper arm

revealing clear tattooed commitment to calm

cut into bleeding skin when I began aikido practice many years ago

brown wooden Buddha wrestles with nothing

I’m still learning to breath

pure stillness

in the newborn island morning

when the way of peace and harmony

extends good ki energy  

amid madness

restraint breeds tranquility

so sit

just sit

be the brown Buddha

be the white light of love