‘Namaste,’ said the Moon
Deep cold settles and smooths the river.
Waves are replaced with the dark, hushed calm of ice.
In the quiet of night, the moon shines twice—
in the sky and also shimmering on the dark mystery of Wild ice.
As if the moon and the ice-bound river
were greeting one another, saying ‘Namaste.’
“I see the light in you and we […]