Memories of Snow

Reading In Bed

Reading Poetry in Bed

My mind
sated with verse
falls into a contemplative stupor.

Eye lids close,
pupils focus on the interplay
of light and shadow.

Words unassociated
with what I just read
jolt my mind.

Eye lids open,
pupils focus on the interplay
of meter and rhyme.

Reading the Word of God in Bed

My mind
hungry for reality
consumes the holy words.

Eye lids
heavy with meditation
fight to stay open.

My mind
thirsty for the water of life
drinks long and deep.

Eye lids
surrendering to the joy of contemplation
fall asleep.