After All

Crumbling under the weight of white light,
heavy with crystallized patterns of time,
snowfields kneel to starfields tonight,
yielding to that immaculate depth,
host to the ghost of cold fire
adorning this magical
mountain display.
 
Poised amidst shifting drifts of incandescent mist,
serene in the mood of soft sifted skyshine,
pristine Mind reflects anew in each
sparkling jewel of snowflake.
 
Descending silent from sourceless sky,
I alight on the tip of this world, just so,
and then melt back into myself, as snow.
 
Everything sighs and rests in thrall, till at last
the fog has lifted, winter dreaming’s done,
and this mountain is just a mountain,
the sky is just the sky, after all.
snow stars
 

 

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About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: http://www.pbase.com/1heart Essays on the Conscious Process: http://theconsciousprocess.wordpress.com/ Poetry and Prosetry: https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/ Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/ https://freetransliterations.wordpress.com/ Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: https://spiritguidesparrow.wordpress.com/ Thank You!
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