AN OASIS IN TIME AND SPACE AND MIND

Sitting on the doorstep

ot this early sun-drenched evening,

facing the backyard

grown wild,

with a deep blue porcelain mug

full of bitter, old coffee

beside me

and a book of a thousand-year-old

poems of mountains & rivers

& human minds turned to dust

in my hands, I feel

peace, overwhelming

peace amidst

this world and life

torn apart.

It is in moments

like these

that what remains

is anchored,

that mind

rests

and faces calmly,

for once -

for once

without tears or guilt

or grief or pain

made physical -

what has

taken place,

what has been lost

and what is,

and accepts it all.

23.07.2019