Raunacht Collection: Day 03
Knee deep snow beyond the paths
Mountain pine branches bent by white weight
Stillness of a windless day
Monks’ chanting
In the Buddhist temple at the apogee
The only noise besides the crunch of snow underfoot
The chants an eerie iterance
In a silent world
Carrying us up the mountain
Breath visible in frozen air
I am in this world and other world
Walking the liminal space
Floating in a white suspense
Prayers as metronome
On a snow-muted day
I am here, and now
And always and everywhere
In this moment
Poetry by Nathalie 