The wheel of time

With the calm of the spinning wheel,

I sit holding softness in my hand,

listening to this rhythm of Time

as it slowly fills me.

 

Time begins to spin

softness into threads

which hold this music ,

and empty me.

 

Empty and filled ,

I marvel at the spinning Time

which weaves my life softly –

 

from Nothing,

into Nothing,

with Everything in-between.

– Experiencing the Charkha .

Thank you Ramesh bhai and Jyoti ben for teaching me.