Silence beckons me
once again
into her embrace
her warm caressing of my being
her gentle nudges to not think beyond
of what is as of now
no pondering, no lamenting
and no worrying
its all a waste of today
and the minutes of being in the present
Lets leave it to what’s to happen
for soon tomorrow will be here…
and I will know of what to do then.
Like my very best friend she holds me close
while I hear my breath against her chest
and feel the thudding of my heart…
she seeks me out of the mundane chores of the day
and takes me to be in the garden to inhale
the fresh fragrances of the plentiful blossoms that sit upon the stems…
she lends me her ears while I hear
the songs of the birds I adore…
the magpie robins and the tiny sunbirds…
its as though I am been held by the Divine Unknown.
The grass has got greener in the last few days
and the golden gaze of the sun seem less intense now…
in this silence
I can hear the sea too
as her waves come to kiss the shores
Creating that magical ‘shor’
An orchestra is being conducted
I can feel the music reverberating in my heart…
The cicadas, uninvited,
Never give way to the last notes of this symphony…
Silence with her silent steps melts into the dusky evening…
the soothing warm soundlessness bids me adieu
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