Back to the Fire

Fireplace

poem © Jeffrey Beaty
November 29, 2016 — 7:30 pm
19 lines

A poem that came to mind while getting my Zen on one evening. 😉

 

 

BACK TO THE FIRE by Jeffrey Beaty

Back to the fire
I sit on the floor
Cross-legged

My mind rises and flows
Like the smoke
Streaming up the flue

It's caught as it pours
Pulled from the chimney
A kite on the wind
Dancing in the eddies
Through the cold gray night

Effortless
Exploring the moment
Content
Rising and falling
Like my breath as

Back to the fire
I sit on the floor
Cross-legged

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