Posted by: Zane Maser | January 3, 2016



When winter’s winds howl
and life slumbers belowground,
White doves confirm faith.

Fertile barrenness.
Life fleets from the physical.
Inner Light still shines.

Cycles pass from sight.
The towhee’s body stiffens.
Tears run down my cheeks.

One bird’s heart impact.
His spark a full pinnacle.
Divine Completion.

Perfume of the soul
remains as a sweet incense.
His vibrant Spirit.


Life is immortal.
Moments become legacies.
Consciousness recalls.

Physical senses.
Human acquisitiveness.
Not the trumped up gold.

Dust, dust forgotten.
Empty pursuits don’t survive
from realm of effect.

How the heart unfolds.
When the personal self dies.
No tomb can hold us.

Freedom of being
attained through selfless loving.
White narcissus scents.



Other Spiritual Offerings:

• How Would You Be Remembered?

• A Wall Of Love

• Waves of Goodness

• What Value A Gold Nugget?

• Giving Way in The Natural Order

• Life Survives


Text © by Zane Maser, 2016. Photos gratefully used from Wikimedia Commons. All 2009-2016 rights of Zane Maser and SunnyCat Astrology reserved worldwide.

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My editorial guru and technological wizard is Chris Maser, my stupendous husband.

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