125: Hearth

125 cata

Here is the centrepiece of home, the warm heart hearth where the flames of compassion stay lit in all seasons, dawn to dusk. The curled cat may stretch now and again, glancing outside, the glass holding sunrays and siftings of icing sugar snow at arm’s length like a picture frame. Fire dances, coals burn, feelings zing in the heat, empathy and loving kindness keeping the centre ever still and white, with azure flickering in the depths. Unquenchable, inexhaustible, never-failing love.

Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2015

 

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