Buddha

To replace the memories of past trauma
I  now fill my mind with the teachings of the Buddha
Each suta, each word, dissappates the trauma
The words heal me
Propelling me forward to the present
Letting go of the past trauma
Letting go and replacing the trauma with a field of flowers
How wonderful, how beautiful
Flowers blooming
Down the road I hear the music of the icecream truck
Normally a not so good memory
I pay no mind to it now
Tramautic memories of the past are powerless over me
I am free at last
Flying like a bird
Diving thru the water like a dolphin
Running free

So the Lotus grows in me,