Saturday, December 27, 2008


Snow stops the sounds
Running round in my head.
It covers all the crying
And creeping away.
It brings the breath from my mouth
And suspends it so I can see it.
It muffles my mind’s mantra
Of I want, I want, I want.
It saves me from my smallness
And sweeps me into the silence,
The whooshing expansiveness,
Of the great I Am.

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