No Sema But Much Snow

I had a planned to go to Seattle tonight for the Mevlevi Sema Ceremony, part of the 735th annual commemoration of the passing of Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi on Dec. 17, 1273. Due to a snowstorm and treacherous road conditions, I will not be able to attend. We currently have six inches or so here on Camano.

A little something snowy from the vault:

SNOWSTORM

I’ll be a snowstorm for you
falling gently upon your face
in my tiniest voice I am calling
I’ll be a snowstorm for you
I am a billion icy moments
each one perfectly distinct
strung together
and woven into
a blanket of blissful oppression
I’ll be a snowstorm for you
coating your every desire
in my supreme nothingness
I’ll be a snowstorm for you
I’ll enfold you in my crystal arms
and carry you delicately
in my flurried falling
bury you beneath my slow weight
in my tiniest voice I am calling
I’ll be a snowstorm for you tonight
feel me drifting deep
silently gathering at your feet
I’ll be a snowstorm falling hard and heavy
smother you in my blizzard embrace
leaving no trace
of the life we slept through
before I touched you


c. sky myers November 1999