Silence in the sea;
beneath the waves and wind
quiet of the voiceless deep.
Presence without words
teaching change,
mood and temperament,
arriving full with joy, departing
not a backward glance.
Rocks drink this knowledge,
creatures within and above,
me as young as grass
beginning the long courtship.
Each day listening, watching
as wind lifts the flooding wave,
ebb tide swirls and boils,
sounds of gull and rushing wing
and these words, only feathers ruffled
by the song written in silence.
Thanks Don… I Love it when Silence Ruffles my thoughts.
I love this poem. It hits the sweet spot.. There’s nothing like a direct hit of beauty and timeless truth, which I note, comes through your words and your experience of that timeless pulse of the sea. Thank you for this.
Your writing inspires me…thank you.
What a perfect offering into the Field when multi-faced Madness whips the surface reality about…
a song written in silence!
Perfect reminder.
Perfect timing.
Thanks.
Lovely, Don
The outer word is roiling and ruffling and deep inside, it is silent……
There is silence at the center of the storm. Your poetic words touch my center. Thank you!