Buddha's Tears

I am as you are, the now, the yesterday and the tomorrow. I am, as you are the stars, the trees, the mountains, the oceans. I am always, as you are the beginning and the end. Knowing only compassion, how can I survive?

 You will not hear me know. I am myth, I am legend. The answer, the question, tears upon the executioner’s feet.

 Blood is upon me for my pleas fall upon a setting sun in winter. You with the power to give my brother, my everything, you cannot be so alone and so afraid.

Give, so taking is no more. I will die a silent dream.   

You are the Sun and beyond, you are the infinite expansion of creativity and compassion .Yet you care not for your own. I weep because you refuse to understand.

I am as you are. She is as you are, the morning, the rain, a kiss upon lover’s lips. You are he as he is you, will you kill him again? I am the stars, the oceans and the trees as you are, a whisper among the ruins.