When thoughts settle like fallen snow,
Clearing the air allows awakening's glimpsing.
But once more mind's swirling dust cloud holds sway,
Riding piggyback on spirit's insights and laying claim.
This game goes on till ego-mind's ploys are laid bare,
Until its nakedness gets fully exposed.
As the power and charm of our world seeps away,
We're drawn to hidden treasure within our inner garden.