CHANCE MEETING
Across the slabs of stones in the old ruin
it started to walk towards where I sat
in the sunlight
and with this new focus
could no longer consider
myself alone as it
continued to walk
while I considered the irrational feel
behind the ugliness my eyes perceived - so small
though clearly defined as black
against a lighter grey of stone - waddled on six stick legs
and headed straight towards me
Was this a reincarnation? Did it
know about its previous life and how it became
a beetle?
What was this one? A filcher of honey or salt
now dressed for a short
life of delusion as fruit from the karma seed?
O indeed! You could almost hear him mutter in disbelief
as he gradually stumbled by
and disappeared in a pile of dried leaves
nirvana not yet reached
with aball park figure of around twenty incarnations as a beetle
to suffer yet
while the stream nearby achieved the trick of
running past contiuously as the moments of this encounter
unfolded
as both parties involved remained unharmed
James Bell
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