remover of obstacles

Ganesha rest my hands on your sorrow
the bees are in flight

twice this day has happened
the dream plan the unrehearsed dance

Ganesha diminishes our grief
the child tells me of the Buddha

her hands comfort me
her pupils full of daylight she insists

it is night the bees inhabit the bone cave
she designs the planet

this is the skeleton of the previous self
I change and seek the change

and wonder how I remain the same
no fear nor memory can still this spirit