Circle

Am-i-tab-ha. Am-i-tab-ha. She arrives as we're walking around the Buddha, chanting. Am-i-tab-ha. Am-i-tab-ha. Joins the circle. Am-i-tab-ha. The sheep on the hill outside join us too, the people who wanted to be there but couldn't be. Am-i-tab-ha. The man walking his dog outside. My old teacher. My horrible boss. They all join us. Am-i-tab-ha.