Call the lamas
I saw little Buddha in the checkout line
At the grocery store
Today
Call the lamas
He was sitting like a prince in his grocery cart
With a perfect smile
On his face
His mom and dad preoccupied
With paying for their food
They could not see him smile at me
With calm beatitude
Call the lamas
I saw little Buddha in the checkout line
At the grocery store
Today
Call the lamas
He was sitting like a prince in his grocery cart
With a perfect smile
On his face
Om …
Then suddenly in front of me
I saw three little girls
Their mother bagging groceries
While around her feet they swirled
Their peels of laughter silenced
When they all looked up to see
Little Buddha smiling at them
Beatifically
He leaned down toward them
Holding all them in a state of bliss
Then one by one they each received
His transcendental kiss
Call the lamas
I saw little Buddha in the checkout line
At the grocery store