In a grove of trees, sitting on a log
I breathed in the sound of the drops of snow melting.
With my eyes closed, the sound grew so loud…I became sound.
I felt my mother’s pain melting away and I let her go.
I believe from the moment we are born, we begin to melt.
If we are brave, and hopeful, and allow love to take root in our essence, and guide our every thought and action..
We can melt into life in all its forms.
Consciously and unconsciously
We become one with everything.