Sitting

 

 

 

The rich weave of the moment

 

One thought, the moment shed quickly by the focus of the eye.

 

Sitting in silence discovering an ever tumbling depth

 

Amazed at the rich fabric

 

Lifetimes upon lifetimes stretching, circling, never-ending.

 

The deliciousness, the agony, the silence.

 

How can it be that all of this happens at once, the mind scrambles

 

Smiles, peace, grace…the answer

 

Really nothing to say

 

But then again………….

 

 

katharina hirsch