Waltzes God is the absence of everything —Meister Eckhart Scours the mind snags in the throat The leaf waltzes to the ground no stitching back to the branch Upholding absence
Waltzes
Waltzes God is the absence of everything —Meister Eckhart Scours the mind snags in the throat The leaf waltzes to the ground no stitching back to the branch Upholding absence
Once a leaf lets go and dances down to the earth, no thread can ever stitch it back to the branch, Didi. That quiet emptiness it leaves behind says more than any words ever could.