Tram Scenes - #2

 

I've stepped into Nirvana, clumsily, in a rush.

I was running for the tram one moment, in Nirvana the next. 

Buddha is here, asleep in his pram. Everyone is quiet, smiling, soaking up his mellow Buddha buzz. Between his belly and his weeboks lies a stuffed toy lion, a friendly lion, smiling up at the world like a saint. 

Everyone is smiling. Everyone is looking everyone else in the eye then smiling some more. I'm sure this baby knows he is holy, a sleeping gift. 

Two stops later I have to leave Nirvana, get on with my day. I squeeze past the vessel containing the holy one, press the stop button, stand by the door, step down to the street.

For two stops I was in Nirvana. 

Now Nirvana is in me.

Parkstreet

Ko-fi

Tram Scenes - #1

 

Little girl on the tram, moving to sit in a different seat for thirty seconds or so then going back to her dad to shake his hand earnestly and introduce herself by a different name each time.

Parkstreet 

Ko-fi