Mind Scape

 

Still
as the leaves
today
One cloud lingers
caressing
my third eye
lightly,
sweet touch
Breath is deep
sounds
dance in the distance
water
voices
traffic
footsteps
flow
thru me
like ghosts:
I am
pink lotus
at dusk.

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Night Musings (for Gypsy)

 

When silence
comforts
light flickers
toward the night sky.
Hours ago,
ranting crows
have settled
somewhere
well hidden.
In the dark,
I stumble
from dreams
already forgotten
toward
a crescent moon
slightly
off kilter
like a lost sailboat
drifting
toward
a vague destination.
I stand mouth agape
on a small balcony
in a large city
squinting
for a better view
from between imposing
maple trees
lauding their
imposing height
for hundreds
of years.
I am small
so minuscule-
a drop
of hope
that others
will hold
this space
this very silence
with reverence
for ages
and find
comfort in it:
it is what I have
now,
and here.
I hold it
gently,
a gifted gem
from above
sweet
to my heart
knowing
all too well
it is transient
like the flick
of butterfly wings
or scent
of morning roses,
or a life fully lived.

In the room nearby
a tired dog
runs in place
humming
her own night melody,
light muffled barks
of joy
filling the air
as I gently
fold myself
back to bed
and smile.

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Open Heart

 

Devoid of meaning
or direction
nor signs to follow
nary a reason
shy of any
schedule,
reckoning point,
destination,
I happily flounder
eyes flitting
toward
the movement of leaves
voluptuous
height of summer
green
flickering sun
bathing
afternoon
breeze
dancing
to silence
deepest
stillness
closing my eyes
I fall
into the thump
of red,
blood red
this open
grateful
tender
drum
of life.

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