Intimation
I sat
At your feet
And listened to you.
You spoke in the wind
And the leaves rustling.
There, with birds and time passing,
I came to understand:
You are bigger than this.
You embrace wide spaces.
You hold life within you.
You are home.
*
Tomorrow we will go inside and the physical transformation will begin.
At your feet
And listened to you.
You spoke in the wind
And the leaves rustling.
There, with birds and time passing,
I came to understand:
You are bigger than this.
You embrace wide spaces.
You hold life within you.
You are home.
*
Tomorrow we will go inside and the physical transformation will begin.
Labels: poems, window lamps 2008
2 Comments:
This is what I am learning this year...to sit at the feet of life and listen.
Moi aussi.
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