Sneaking in posting my second Sugar Creek Labyrinth poem before work. Need to catch-up on Poetry writing month. Enjoy the poem my loves.
Tea in the Labyrinth
Every day the labyrinth
brings more calm.
Warm tea mug in my hands
as I loop the familiar path in.
Tea blesses me
in this ancient geometry,
in this driftless land,
in this generation of fauna.
I am fauna too
egocentric that time matters.
My consciousness though can matter
adding to the web of consciousness
transcending time.
In this space
is kindness
made sanctuary by many hearts
in the bowl of rock bluffs
and nest of dwellings for gathering,
creating, and reflective solitude.
I thank the labyrinth
with the last drips of tea.
The horses
quiet nearby
grouped around hay bails.
I am quiet too
taking with me
as I leave this place,
as i leave the labyrinth,
A piece of unlimited kindness
of unlimited calm.
