Light of AsiaWe still have him, in the plains, on an early lintel,as an absence at the center of each story:
a flower, footprints, a wheel between kneeling deer.But his words grew difficult to see.
It was hard to hear his hands. And so they beganto define and carve the balanced postures
and proportions of his princely torso:the head with its raised crown, the long-lobed ears,soft half-lidded eyes, half-smile, the dexterous
gestures of compassion,blessing, protection, absence.