The floorboards are creaking above me
A reminder that I do not really live alone
Kitty is curled up in a ball on the couch
I hear the deep rumble of engine outside
Small branches swaying in the light breeze
Dark slender finger, against the pale sky
There is laughter somewhere down the block
People are walking outside, riding bikes
There is no snow on the ground, no ice
It is warm for Minneapolis in December
Siddhartha Ulysses Gateaux, born in Minneapolis, Minnesota (April 1st, 1969) to French/American parents. A lifelong resident of South Minneapolis, Historian, Philosopher and Theologian and Poet, educated in the Benedictine tradition, master of Buddhism in the Zen-Sufi tradition, Buddha at Large, Co-Founder of the Zen Syndicate Intergalactic, Neighborhood Buddha and the People's History Project, teaching history of religion and providing spiritual direction.
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