Winds of Karma
("Eye of Storm", aka "Tibetan Blue Poppy", 2017, original encaustic mixed media)
The winds of karma are always blowing
Sometimes as a gentle breeze
Sometimes as a whirlwind
They sooth and lull us into complacency
They stir us up into frantic reactive change
But they also always settle us
Into being just dust resting here and now
Each moment a calm center of a cyclone
If you take the time to notice
If you take time out of the equation
And let it all just be
Timeless, without connection
Simply this
Simply now
Always free.
(4/27/26)
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