Like Jesus, like Buddha

Like Jesus, like Buddha
Who’s out in the streets to spread sunshine
Like Jesus, like Buddha
Who’s out in the streets to spread sunshine

The day broke into gold and peach and orange strips
And in the middle of this winding road
That takes you nowhere in particular….
There lies an open heart
Vast like skies, deep like oceans, silent like nights and hot like ball of fire;
I feared the hug, and yet I extended a hand longing to be burned.
And soon, the tips of my fingers
Started to bloom like tulips.
And army of bees broke out around me
To make HONEY.

Like Jesus, like Buddha
Who’s out in the streets to spread sunshine