Saturday, May 26, 2018

A MAGNIFICENT QUIET

 

A MAGNIFICENT QUIET
 
No robins sing, no distant barks
the frogs in the pond are still.
Color becomes vibrant and loud
orange sun, purple lilac sweep me in.
United with verdant trees,
blue sky, tawny brown dirt.
Forsythia blinds with brilliant yellow
and I am every red flower,
every green leaf.
A dry, silent breeze strokes
evaporating tears, embracing spirit.
And in the magnificent quiet
the feel of oneness with all living beings.
 
 
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