A poem by Chris Roe

Dewdrop by Shivananda


In your presence,
The circle is complete,
The searching at an end.

No demands,
No duty,
No dark corners of isolation.

Only the soft light of creation,
Moving gently
Through the crystal silence,
Of the morning dew.


Poem by Chris Roe from ‘In Search of Silence’ –
Photo by Shivananda –

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