or, A Tale of Two Buddhas

The young Buddha sat in the shadow of the Triplets for a few years. He was nearly two feet tall, a composite cast statue of the Buddha, a present from M to replace the old Buddha garden statue we previously had for about 20 years, whose head had separated from his body. This old Buddha, which I believe I purchased at Target around 2003 and was made from some kind of dense rubber-like material, sat for many years first on the deck, then at the front door of our home in Nashville, and for a few years on the deck in Midlothian before finally succumbing to the rigors of a life spent outdoors. One afternoon as I was cleaning the deck and picked up the old Buddha to move him, his head came off in my hand. The body of that Buddha was long gone but in a bodyless afterlife, for a few years his old head sat vigil in a mossy crook of the Triplets’ roots on the other side of the three trees, back to back with this Buddha, as it were.
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