Krishna is the whole
and
we are part and parcel of Krishna

a slight noise, you look up as it leans toward you,

is the floor falling?



will it crash, leave you laying there surrounded?



the books are heavy.



push it back, yet it will not stay, comes out again.



calmy hold it with one hand, remove all the objects with another,

yes all of them , avoiding disaster.



you can place them around about without letting go.



it seems a similar thing happened further north.



sbm.

Window view.
From a plane.
Flying through rain clouds.
It's bumpy
and nerve-wracking.
And I feel uncertain
and afraid.
Just like I feel in the storms of life.

But then..
I wait.
I trust.
I take God's hand.
And after awhile,
I see blue sky on the horizon.
Before too long...
I am flying
above the storm.
In blue sky.
A smoother ride.

Is there a blue sky on the horizon?
Are joy and new beginnings
soon to come in my life?

I hold God's hand.
He takes me above the storm.
Rain clouds turn into
white billowing ones.
And then...
and then...
we soar
into
blue sky.
Where joy and peace shall reign.
In place of the storm that has been.