“Listen to the sound of raindrops at midnight. The raindrops have the power to pierce not only moss but rock.”
Dogen reflecting on Guishan
Winter Poem
~ Nikki Giovanni
Once a snowflake fell
On my brow and I loved
It so much and I kissed
It and it was happy and called its cousins
And brothers and a web
Of snow engulfed me then
I reached to love them all
And I squeezed them and they became
A spring rain and I stood perfectly
Still and was a flower