Open Poetry #49 |
Tao of the Moment |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Tao of the Moment Dark-foreboding cloud legions march a rolling infinite sky to the occasional wailing pipes of a vicious Winter wind as blinding snow descends upon this now formless land where all grief and human purpose fade into an absolute and profound serenity. Here things of the past are long lost and things to be distant beyond all meaning or imagining there is only the wondrous ‘now’ and the brief tao of the moment. We are the flakes of snow. --- b. e. adams (3/2/2014) |
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Jack Napes Member
since 2014-02-22
Posts 290Phaedra's Womb |
I don't want to be a flake of snow any longer. I just want to be my old flakey self basking in the warm of Summer. Tao with Winter. Touch, but don't look |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
' we are the flakes" yes indeed, it felt like that all winter, talk about being 'one' with nature, that many of us were warm portrayal of the cold |
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