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.

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

One thought on “Ice Tree: By Gloria Lee

  1. 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


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