silent as the first snow...

what is to be said when the mind falls
and all is silent as the first snow
and the new dawn?
what is to be done when there are no
more driving thoughts that speak
to direct the dance?
what is to be wanted when desire
has evaporated like ice in the
noon day sun?
what is to be grasped at when no
more fear is present and only rich
empty life reigns
full in glory?