Fawn Weaver, Still

"Leaves in the fall Winds that have ceased Rain that cries no more Snow on a mountain Dew covered grass Water in a vase An orchid in full bloom Morning rays of sunlight Painted colors of a sunset A butterfly in her cocoon A swan in the lake Two lovers dancing in the night A million stars without form A little boy resting A little girl praying The eye of the storm Wherever you are Wherever you will be My still point in a turning world"

- Fawn Weaver, Still