Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Silence (4 & 5 of 10)

SILENCE (4 of 10)

On this morning somehow
even footsteps make no sound—
dew laden chill—
my breath seems like dragon’s breath—
even the woodpecker is still.

SILENCE (5 of 10)

in meditation we learn
that the mind races—
often away from that
    which it doesn’t want to see.
Excuse this shyness—
perhaps in a minute I will laugh again—
but I want to think about this daydream,
    a fantasy of you and me
    and bliss.