The mesmerized moon swings
circles round rainbow clouds,
seeds cradled in their nests wonder
what time it is,
asking the raindrops
which way, which way.
…………………………….Carol
The mesmerized moon swings
circles round rainbow clouds,
seeds cradled in their nests wonder
what time it is,
asking the raindrops
which way, which way.
…………………………….Carol
See thru the glass of existence,
below the surface of a lake,
underneath the rock.
Know that the chickadee is as the mustard seed…..
small but full of words without words,
time that is timeless, smoke that is not fire.
……………..Carol