i am a little church (far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish) at peace with nature
i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing.
~ e.e. cummings
The unbounded spaciousness
of Silence,
filled with the clear light
of Awareness,
dissolves the roots of pain
and sorrow.
of Silence,
filled with the clear light
of Awareness,
dissolves the roots of pain
and sorrow.