Spiritual Quest

I imagine you on a mountain top
overlooking the ocean
wondering how far
a thought can swim,
or even,
why it would want to.
Who am I? and
What do I mean?
You lean back against the tree,
your spiritual antenna tuned to God,
receiving messages
from the Buddha’s great meditation.
You thought they came
through the sky, through the air.
Eyes closed, back against the tree,
you didn’t know
the Buddha was right behind you,
his back against the same tree.
his thoughts crawling up the mountain
after a long swim across that
wide and vast ocean.

We never know where thoughts come from;
that’s why we call it God.

-Anthony Signorelli