The Avatar

(8/23/09)

They speak in muted voices of the day

That he appeared on earth, the Avatar,

The silent one who came to change the world.

Worshippers remembering his words,

The poetry, the books so filled with light

That if read aloud would reverberate

In flesh and bone infusing nerve and cell.

Some, feeling him a bit too high would seek

To bring him down to a more human scale

Who somehow had achieved enlightenment

Withantiquated notions and conceits.

Yet in the end they fail, his soul too great,

Compassionate, all-loving and divine.

He is far from us and he is very close.