the arrows of mara

Mara's army
shoots hundreds of arrows
towards Gautama

But when they touch him,
they turn into flowers....

If only we know 
how to turn those arrows
of our daily suffering
into flowers with
wisdom and compassion

we will have so many flowers
that we won't know
where to keep them

and like buddha,
will thank every person
who made us suffer
and helped us take
one more step
towards enlightenment