Buddha

Patrick Reginald Chalmers

1872 to 1942

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The little jade Buddha (his favours increase!) — 
He's soapy and bland, 
And he sits on stand 
And he smiles and he smiles in infinite peace; 
For he's old, and he knows that, whatever befall, 
There is nothing that matters, no, at all. 

The little jade Buddha (on us his balm!) — 
The Wheel turneth just 
As it must, as it must, 
So he in an ageless, ineffable calm 
Where apples and may ripen or fall, 
But there's nothing that matters, no, nothing at all.