Theresa Antonia

The gate wide open
beckoning you come inside
such riches, such gifts

Liz Goetz

Winged walls
rise above the roof
holding up the sky

Margaret Hehman-Smith

Buddha Smiles

Each step I take through the archway
summons other footsteps from times past.
These retraced moments of history
enter the bottoms of my feet
proceed up my legs
and fill my body.

In the garden Buddha's eyes follow me.
He witnesses my transformation
and then he smiles.