The Web Poetry Corner - Philip Claude Andermann - Boy Snow Mountains
Boy Snow Mountains
by
Philip Claude Andermann
[In a Buddhist parable, he threw himself from a tree into the mouth of a "demon" to learn the last half of a profound phrase the demond had uttered. The "demon" turned into a Buddhist "god" who had been merely testing the man's seeking spirit.]
I have climbed up to the end of my mountain
there is a blizzard
but the snowflakes are petals of Spring.
Across in the darkness are countless mountaintops
of infinite beauty
apparent peace
that I still
seek to reach.
Are they all you, and you, and you, of infinite beauty,
or are they all other lives of me?
[Are we all really all the same?]
Does it matter?
I seek the truth of the Buddha
and thrust myself challenging still
into the jaws of the demon
blizzard on which to fly
to my next destiny
to fight for beautiful Peace.
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