We all possess the buddha of buddhas known as the king of jewels its radiance shines night and day its wonders know no limit meanwhile blind men sit like rocks unaware of doom and disaster indulging in passion and pleasure a pitiful bunch indeed | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOW BAROMETER by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES ON THE DEATH OF MR. WILLIAM HERVEY by ABRAHAM COWLEY HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 18 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH TO EVENING by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |