Dharma Poem: BodhisattvasRUs

I get it

same bodies
same minds
without the scars or
the hooks of attachment

6 senses alive
unhampered by
this way or that

shoveling sidewalks
offering food
me you bodhisattva
no difference

except for the glow
the being-here-now
that throws open the world

© January 26, 2016 | Carolyn White