Into this world
of ancient earthen homes
heated by fragrant native wood
comes gentle and silent snow.
Within the delicate fibers
of this newly formed heart
one tapestry is being woven.
Its indeterminate colors
barely visible, shimmer.
Longing, and loving
one presence, dancing closely
finding balance and resolution
in this sound, in this knowing
in shraddha.
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC
Into this world
of ancient earthen homes
heated by fragrant native wood
comes gentle and silent snow.
Within the delicate fibers
of this newly formed heart
one tapestry is being woven.
Its indeterminate colors
barely visible, shimmer.
Longing, and loving
one presence, dancing closely
finding balance and resolution
in this sound, in this knowing
in shraddha.
