With palms together,
Good Morning Everyone,
At this moment,
I woke from a dream
and can no longer see
heaven.
The ladder has lifted.
Or maybe was never there.
(We can never be sure.)
The voice is silent:
I am left to sit alone
In its echo.
This is the ground
of being itself
and I sit upon it
with no fear.
Be well.
No comments:
Post a Comment