04A02: after farewell assembly, a final CT gathering...

A QUIET SPACE

When our lives meet
I can remember to be strong;
for you i quit despair, to hold away
those things that threaten dark into our lives;
letting those troubled leavings of the years
be brought to form,
letting them burn
like candles to the morning light.

Now, in this bright circle, see
how shadows may be dancing
their image of our new reflected selves.

If you would listen, hear
where discords end, new harmonies release,
the storms within us winding down to peace.

lee tzu pheng