To leave a life of wealth and power
And enter a sea of suffering and pain
To wander, begging bowl in hand
While its cause and cure to find;
Enlightenment at last beneath a tree:
For these reasons I revere thee
And would have your wisdom guide me.
Suffering brought by material wants
Torments by our hidden dreams
But quiet the clamouring body and mind
And a shining inner peace we find.
Welcome all with compassionate heart
And to all be kind
Find detachment through meditation
And eschew extreme’s exhilaration.
The Eight-Fold Path indeed is noble
A recipe for peace that’s global.
May we all awake to Buddha
Written for What Pegman Saw: Varanasi, India