
sentient shadows
coming and going with light
not knowing the Self

sentient shadows
coming and going with light
not knowing the Self

window to a view
moment in a whole lifetime
drop in stream of time
insignificantly small
yet somehow real and precious

framed by a window
between the trees and the clouds
the Moon on her way
that which stops us from seeing
only looking with our eyes

sight bending image
how do we separate what’s
real or reflected