It’s hard to lose things—particularly things we’ve created, and especially things we love. But loss is natural, observes Julia Alvarez in the March/April issue of Orion. Her piece, which appears in the Lay of the Land department of the magazine, describes the arrival of two Buddhist monks to Middlebury College, where Alvarez is a teacher. The monks build a mandala—a circular pattern, carefully made from colored sand—on the school’s campus. After allowing onlookers to admire it for a moment, they quickly destroy it, pouring the sand into a glass and then into a nearby river.
“Don’t you feel sad destroying something you’ve worked so hard to create?” asks Alvarez.
“It’s natural,” one of the monks replies. “We here now,” he says, gesturing to the crowd around him. “But later we all gone. Like death. Is natural.”
Here, below, are photographs from the event, plus a poem by Gary Margolis, another member of the Middlebury College faculty who was in attendance. Read Julia Alvarez’s short piece “It’s Natural” in the print edition of the March/April 2015 issue of Orion—purchase a copy here, or subscribe.
The Monk’s Taking Pictures
of what he made, this sand
painting in the lobby
of our library. We’re standing,
waiting for what will happen
to his million colored grains.
One of Buddha’s born designs.
He’ll sweep into his hand,
to let his prayers sift back
into Compassion’s vase.
I thought I was only here
to browse, to take out a book,
this late Sunday afternoon.
And not to walk by
and stop. To want
to hold what he was holding
for the mean time. Our invisible
hour glass. When a woman
nearby asked if he felt sad
letting go of what he made—
all that beautiful mind.
He didn’t quite say No.
Said. It’s natural, like death.
instead. Dismantling what
it took to free this kind
of love-making. What I found
myself doing as quietly
as I could, taking a picture, too,
for another time.
—Gary Margolis
Gary Margolis is Director of College Mental Health Service, Emeritus and associate professor of English and American Literatures (part-time) at Middlebury College. His memoir is Seeing the Songs: A Poet’s Journey to the Shamans in Ecuador. His new book of poems, Raking the Winter Leaves: New and Selected Poems, is recently published.
Finally, for the mandala-curious among us, here’s a short video of the creation of one of these ephemeral sand sculptures. (Fans of the Netflix series House of Cards might recognize this footage from a recent episode of the show.)
Comments
I was moved when I first read this in Orion a few weeks ago, but now, after I participated in a 4-day hospice volunteer training session, it touches me at a much deeper level. Yes, we all die, and it is the beauty we create for and with one another while we live that is the art which survives in the vessel of compassion to be poured out for all we leave behind.
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