Smiles From the Tree of the Buddha

[NicLeb]

Inviting any and all critiques on how to improve this piece. New to critique and editing poems, but looking to learn as quick as I can. Thank you.


Smiles From the Tree of the Buddha
Upon this place do I look
Downward or from above
I cannot tell
 
I see pretty girls moving about
Men running to entertain
And others hidden under the table
 
I look around and about
Inwards or outwards
I cannot tell
 
I see bottles of wine
And the garden grapevines
The rain is red and everyone is dancing
 
I look at you
Standing there
Caressing the world with your eyes
 
The crowd parades past
As we stand in a different time
Impervious to their attention
 
So serene are you
As if you have found the secret
Hidden in the tree of the Buddha
 
You look at me
And your smile endears
Its soft tenderness binds me
 
Now I see the world
As you help me climb
Atop the happy fat man’s tree