… seeing …

See thru the glass of existence,

below the surface of a lake,

underneath the rock.

Know that the chickadee is as the mustard seed…..

small but full of words without words,

time that is timeless, smoke that is not fire.

118……………..Carol

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5 thoughts on “… seeing …

  1. Dina says:

    Beautiful work!

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