Ice Tree: By Gloria Lee
Ice Tree
Frozen light silvers on black lines,
Yes, this ice is on fire!
Steam smokes the tree’s air,
Saying, “Here!” A distant sun burns time.
The satsangh bell rings anew.
First, hear it unto silence return.
If, for the eternal you yearn,
Ice on fire is one view.
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Written for Harsha, on the inauguration of his Satsangh list, recalling
with great joy his words: “The ice melts when it is time.”
Gloria Lee 1/3/99
Ah so beautiful- : ‘Yes, this ice is on fire!’
To look up in the winter sky,
Frozen white moon embracing the white cloud,
The entire cosmos washed in silver,
And i am reborn as a moonbeam!!!
-Much Love
Aparna
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