This time is sacred
It is a blessing
I look out the bay window at the Sierras
Covered in white powder
sweet icing sugar
I want to taste them
A low weep is in me
for this moment
where the flurries of soft snow fly
Quiet
the planet muted
a church
hushed in prayer
I sink to my knees
my heart opens
releasing
freeing
watching
as beauty falls
My universe provides Earth
many expressions
to witness
to feel
to be free of all other concerns
to b in the moment
Snow falls
I am alone
not lonely or weary
not a seeker or weary
just with myself in this holy time
happy to have eyes to see this
falling beauty
Icy cold
white
earth’s face mask
dressing the cedar trees in lace
crisp and swaying
contrasting the green lush brush
bringing awareness
Blue mystery
dancing enchantment in full moonlight
A shy seduction of subtle color
a Prayer of soft still peace
a cool whisper of promise
Wanting and lack are uncovered
I no longer miss the obvious
the available… ever present
The rush of thoughts and distractions
perish
into the quiet
into the beauty of snow falling
Humbled
I accept this falling beauty’s
promise of fresh water and new beginnings
Fragile
feathery ice flowers
dancing butterfly souls
Heart
mind
body
move into this lesson of gratitude
poor wretch opens and learns again to release
into the moment
To fall with faith like snow flakes
into the world
into life
into the flow of change
into… pure joy
Drifting
Sinking
Covering
Disappearing
Uncovering
Freedom
Dancing
Breathing
Falling
With Beauty…
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Falling Beauty
by Kim Haley
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