halo's breath

halo's breath

there is no mortal breath,
no life that "dies"

taking dictation
takes no effort at all

your hand is not yours,
your feet are not yours,
your breath is not yours, friend

your words,
but snowflakes
that go where they do,
and land
and float
and pile,
sparkle,
and melt

but never for instant
are owned
nor ownable

melting in your hand
the instant of contact,

to simply love the flow
is all you can do,
all you can do,
all you can do,
be

no child does not grow;
she is not what she was an instant before

that shoe no longer fits;
you do not want to squeeze your foot
into your sister's shoe

the sleigh is carrying you
over the hills and through the woods,

Grand Mother's House,
Grand Mother, Home,

melting snowflake,
Love