Jeffrey Hull
Friday, July 28, 2006
Summer
Muir Woods National Monument, California © 2006 Jeffrey Hull
The trumpets of the greenwood
Blow vivid reveille
Announcing morning's glory
To meadowlark and bee
As honeysuckle tendrils
Subdue a sagging rail,
A lurching, lazy boundary
Patrolled by wary quail.
The sleepy ferns unfurling
Close by the waking glade
Revere a toad Siddhartha
Within their solemn shade;
The warty little Buddha,
A dry leaf for his bowl,
Awaits a buzzing offering
Then gulps the fellow whole–
And savoring the morsel
With pleasure unconfined
Returns to meditations
With emptiness of mind.
© 2006 Jeffrey Hull