Languid afternoon—
in his lap the stone Buddha
cradles butterflies.
Faded
first day of autumn—
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
one faded plum leaf
Mosquito
A lone mosquito
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
keeps sniffing for blood.
Lap
Little granddaughter,
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
you sit for a while.
Chicks
First week of summer—
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
a wren feeds her chicks.
Nest
Little brown sparrow,
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
you have built your nest.
Hunt
winter afternoon—
in the old stone Buddha’s lap
blackbird hunts for seeds