settling in- lettting quiet braid with sound

"We already have perfect compassion,
 perfect wisdom, and perfect joy.
We only need to settle our minds,
 so they can arise from deep within us."
~buddha



how powdered snow
falls on its own
over layers of ice,
practically soundless

fierce north easterlies
banging bongos
and air swept snow,
in figure eights, spirals

before reaching,
without effort- to fall
becoming one with
an earlier snowfall

just the way
our past thoughts of regret
and worries
of the future, freeze

purely vanish
when sitting- present-
dropping
the entire time line

entering into
the mind free zone
how powdered snow
falls on its own

~words/photo~kate lamberg