Harmony
Tiger, tiger burning bright
He’ll leap up above the sky
When the Moon would shine
And the Sun would define
The Commandments shall spread far and wide
The Fire shall flame in the air high
The Buddha shall be born again
To teach the world how to weave
The Turban of pride.
Note: First published in The Blue Fog Journal, April 1, 2009. This poem celebrates World Religion Day that falls on the third Sunday of January each year.
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