Kwan Yin
stands poised in my backyard
a wall of ficus
grows behind her
purple flowers at her feet
her eyes cast down
in quiet meditation
entering
an internal world
oum mane padme oum
in the quiet
of morning light
I look for you
to calm my eager spirit
sometimes you are hard to feel
a stone statue
where my hopes and dreams
are focused
loving kindness compassion
breaks hardness into softness
Kwan Yin,
I know you are just an image
not real in terms of flesh
yet, deep within me
you are growing and alive
Genie Nakano, Feb. 8, 2020
Genie Nakano 