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