priceless

one cold and wintry night
in the dead
of winter

perfect stillness
silence
all things frozen

no motion
needs no space

priceless

Absolute Stillness

Eternal Rest

where the mind can rest,

it's just looking for This Place
to rest,
to stop
running from guilt,
for cover,
to become,
to make up
for its shortcomings,
to be redeemed,
innocent

the world stood still,
in the dead
of winter,
no need to run

Stillness all around

This,
the priceless
Gift
every lifetime
has sought

gypsies jingle,
the caravan is watched
from a far,
laughter and singing is heard,
passes through
this
Absolute Stillness
on silent wings,
not one grain of sand is touched,
not one trace to be found

Absolutely Frictionless

no "world"
ever intervened

Absolute Stillness

Origin

the dead
of winter