The Buddhist friend
who brought me
this wooden statuette
back from Cambodia
(or was it Thailand?)
thirty-plus years ago, told me:
‘It’s conditional. The Buddha
must be kept high, above
all other objects or images.
You have to promise.’ I did.
The highest point
in my present home
is atop the kitchen cupboards.
No matter how often
I place the statue facing out
into the room, overlooking us all,
I always find it moved. (By itself.
No-one here any more besides me
to climb up and do that.) Buddha
turns always towards the light.
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