Buddha

He that went in a forest search
Found fingers gone ,heart beat
Missing over fingers in garland.

Old man bent in many crooks.
Man was mere body under sky.

We wear hearts on our minds
That beat electrocardiographs,

Worried sick about plumbing.
We are bodies he fretted over.

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