Peace of Candy
Today I expected to sit inside of pain
But with the bell still ringing
I found surprise again
A little silver wrapper there in front of me
Cradled by swirling carpet
Sweet equanimity
Contents devoured weeks ago, you glinted
Empty in the morning sun
My discontent relented
Hollowed out from seeking treats
No trick at all, just
You and me
I bow to you with closing bell, reminded
A candy Buddha is enough
To find it
— April Resnick
Hershey’s Kiss by Kellie Marian Hill
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