The blue gray morning
signals autumn’s approach
with the clouds of late summer.

The green world breathes
under gentle rain;
mosses come to life,
green grass flowers.

Without sound, the ebb tide
is drawn to the Moon,
a fishing boat returns
from harvesting the deep,

and I cast my net into silence,
where choirs create song lines
in caverns of peace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reading of “Caverns of Peace” with music by The Choir of Trinity College

 

 

3 Responses

  1. Caverns of Peace, I would say, are chambers-sublime where silent Light is what draws one’s sight. Hence, all is calm and all is bright — for loving and being loved is one’s sacred right. There are no dins to be deemed as sins when Joy so sweet is closer than hands and feet! Living true to Love is where our lot is cast, and where our song lines of Peace shall forever last. Huzzah!

  2. In space where unreality is large, it is beyond sweet to deep dive into my only true memory that becomes a resounding and remaining calling-Eternal Love -something to strive to be at One with.

  3. I am compelled to comment on the beautiful design of your new website presentation. I love the colors and texture and thoughtful layout of each component of the website. I am impressed with the artistry of Amit Dey and his sensitivity to what you create each week for your readership to read, digest, and incorporate in our daily meditations and life. It is a true extension of the words that come forth through your heart. The pictures and the music. All thoughtfully presented. A true cavern of peace. Thank you.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *