Name of names, our small identity unravels in You. You give it back as a lesson.
~ from PRAYERS OF THE COSMOS trans. by Neil Douglas-Klotz
I go among the trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.