“Listen to the sound of raindrops at midnight. The raindrops have the power to pierce not only moss but rock.” Dogen reflecting on Guishan

Winter Poem ~ Nikki Giovanni

Once a snowflake fell On my brow and I loved It so much and I kissed It and it was happy and called its cousins And brothers and a web Of snow engulfed me then I reached to love them all And I squeezed them and they became A spring rain and I stood perfectly Still and was a flower