Poem for @Maryfrancesness

For she who possesses acuity

Sees each of the Buddha's 3,000 realms

Etched clearly on

The face of stone

A codex of infinite possibility

Composed solely

Of the sedimentary layers

And splayed flecks

Of granite and mica

Thereon exposed

And while I'm at it, here's another poem that started out as a tweet I sent to @maryfrancesness:

Stepping over
The interstitial worlds
That emerge between
The sidewalk cracks
Uncompressed
You feel the allure
Of falling deep into
That greenest place
Although you
Full well know
That once you are
There would be
No route back