Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Hidden Heart

A shadowland
Darkness within darkness

A red rose blooms
The air after rainfall
Cinnamon on the morning toast
This quilt wrapped around me
Memories of departed friends
Clouds moving between the autumn branches
A meditation bell is struck

A passerby assisting a stranger
Ignoring any thoughts of imminent danger
This is the heart at the void of the world

No comments: