Stillness
leads us to the temple within. Poetry
can lead there also. A well crafted poem
takes us out of the world while it also puts us totally into it. The poem gives distance and involvement at
the same time; we become the witness to life’s process.
A
Rainy Day
I’m taking this rainy day off
Quiet as a feather floating lazily to the ground
Though I barely move I travel a great distance
In the thundering stillness
The temple door opens
I’m taking this rainy day off
Quiet as a feather floating lazily to the ground
Though I barely move I travel a great distance
In the thundering stillness
The temple door opens
In this poem I step out of my daily routine and become still. In that stillness I barely move and quiet as
a feather float lazily to the ground. In
the thundering stillness the temple doors within open and I am invited to
explore…
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