
sacred space
watching a flower
fall to the ground

sacred space
watching a flower
fall to the ground

emptying our thoughts
following the Way … we near –
the Unknowable
surrendering all … to find
awareness – beyond knowing

it’s not too early
to snap an equinox pic
well, maybe a smidge

our lives are too short
will any of this matters
in a million years
the only thing that remains
the Truth that is here and now

cold rain pausing at the fence a rabbit