How long
I’ve lived already
barely
realizing the quiet quite obvious:
inspiration
means breathing in
while conscious.
I aspire now
to more than
mere presence.
How long
I’ve lived already
barely
realizing the quiet quite obvious:
inspiration
means breathing in
while conscious.
I aspire now
to more than
mere presence.
If you listen
you can hear it soft in the distance
a harp or a flutter of wings
song of wind against fragile leaves
whisper of velvet rain in trees
light as breath
clear as waterdrops
of icicles in spring.
I saw deer
snowfield shadows grazing
sunset purple
mountains as backdrop
my camera my camera—
They lingered stop motion soft
while I stood quiet.
Watching.
Leave Meaning
unpursued.
Inhale words
Hear music
Watch image dances
Touch patterns
Hum in harmony
Leave meaning
and its secrets
to peaceful slumber.