Blessed One, for tomorrow and its needs, I do pray,
But keep me, guide me, love me, please, just for today.
~ Margaret Holmes
In the forest
was a path
which led on,
and on as if an access
to a deeper realm —
a place where peripherals,
the eddies at the edge of things,
were all forgotten,
and I entered
a silence of green,
became a soundless vortex
moving through stillness.