listening deeply, contemplating snow, ice crystals of clarity, stars not so long ago… i long to know you, to watch you unfold for you are a mirror reflecting our one soul… as synchronicity would have it on this day of historic snowfall in our little corner of the world when portalandia is brought to a standstill on this day vibrating at a frequency of 1111, an angel speaks to me through another pilgrim traversing the path of silence, a poet on an eternal journey into stillness, essence, love, flow… hear now great mother’s wisdom whispered from a snowflake to the earth below…

Snowflake

i’m into Inner

Deep

so snow speaks

unique, every flake

an individual

no two alike in all the ones

that fall

imagine such creative joy

that can repeat, repeat

and never duplicate—

wonder of divine intention

always to be new

and here i am

a formed uniqueness

from the Mind of God—

myself, no other

with the same configuration

in the human drift

and when i melt

and change my state

i wonder how my sense of self

will know

my droplet in the flow

I Am

the Mystery of Being

ever changing

ever blending

never ending

~ Elizabeth Hurst Downs ~