Winds of Peace

A kind wind blew

as sleep surrendered to dreams,

the ringing of tiny metal fragments

filled their music tones

for the world

to hear.

Calmness of spirit stills

as the visions carry peace,

and you are everywhere still

like a solemn song moving through,

as the wind moves

I breathe the air you hold

like running water

cupped in hands

overflowing.

In this moment I linger

at one with All

in your presence I am Love

vibrating outward,

blessed with a gift of being

everywhere and nowhere,

I am the I am

and one with creator.

Thoughts on the passing of Thich Nhat Hanh… A gift to the world whose words and intention stir within us still. 🕉