the blossom falls...

a blossom falls from the tree

the summer has come and gone
a young boy looks on in the distance
he will be a man in the blink of an eye
living his own life with it's ups and downs
the water rushes in the river 

and the leaf flows with it 

as the diamond like reflections
dance in the wind
did you experience the stillness 

amongst it all?

as the empty hub of the wheel that turns?

did you breathe the light that weaves 

within every sound and movement?

how quickly it dances on the screen of 

pure life 

never to be grasped and held

how quickly it falls to the grips of death

and another song is born 

in the womb of mother

in a little while,
you will see the sun rise above the mountains

and put your feet on the ground to start a new day

all that is familiar to you will wake up

and say *here i am again*, your old friend 

*me and mine* 

where will you take your mind then?

out to dance with maya?

or sit in the blessing of the simple quiet 

that has never gone from your soul?
oh my friend,
how quickly it dances on the screen
of pure life