Buddha’s Boots

Posted by Britt on December 30th, 2009 filed in Poems

The Guardian was tasked to carry the cosmic egg to the temple of light. There, a serpent would be born, who would breathe fire into the universe. Steadily, she walked in Buddha’s boots, one to the east, and one to the west. But she tripped on a thought, and dropped the egg on hard nothingness. The white Yang ran out and became the sky. The yellow Yin oozed forth and became earth. A world was born, but a universe would never be. Thank God there’s still a chicken.

 

(Photo by Gina Kelly)

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