A quiet overtakes, the earth sleeps
I walk upon a carpet of past life lost
Vibrant colors covered in white, surround me
Their color lost
Comforted by a silence, fills the air and surrounds me
The earth sleeps, and quiet falls the world
Skies darken over a barren snow-glazed forest
That beautiful silence overtakes
Snow falls all around me and deafens the world
The earth sleeps, in a moment I realize
As I walk upon a carpet of past life lost
Left behind that vibrant chill, calling forth this time of rest
The skies darken over a land made barren and beautiful
The earth sleeps
That reverent silence overtakes
Quiet falls the world, its color lost
About the Creator
Devin Konelsen-Loytomaki
I am a global indigenous medicine man and author. My work as an author is an exttension of ym work as a spiritual practitioner. In my writing I seek to capture the beauty of Spirit, for Truly it is a reverent thing.
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