Gravity
On these rainy winter days,
there's nothing left to do
but to weigh in on
the state of my lifeworld.
The gravity of my meditation
puts me down, runs me aground,
and wraps me in an abyssal mood.
On these rainy winter days,
there's nothing left to do
but to lift my spirits up
so as to soar above
the misty surfaces of the blue,
and look down at the ground
upon which my body grew.