In a city of thrum and hum
Always in motion
Always in commotion
Whose voice knows only to shout
Islands of quiet patience
Await their moment
To rejoin the miasma
Of humanity
In a city of thrum and hum
Always in motion
Always in commotion
Whose voice knows only to shout
Islands of quiet patience
Await their moment
To rejoin the miasma
Of humanity
Languid moments follow
Sun’s final thoughts
Bounds the sky
From golden to indigo
Wherein abides such grace
There I, manifest, serenity
I depart
For farther shores
In rearward glance
The past recedes
Leave behind
Mistaken thoughts
Their wrongful acts
Now turn away
Forge ahead
Find a path to better ways
I reach
For the heavens
Anchored to earth and sea
Not yet ready
To soar beyond the clouds
Though I have touched
The sky
I stand
On the crest of a rocky wave
Take in the calm of the sea
The warmth of the sun
Breathe a sigh
Allow all thought
To drift away
On the tide
Of emptiness
Allow all emotion
To drain away
Into the solid earth
Beneath my feet
Become the vessel
Into which the peace
Of the universe
Flows
What the world might look like
If my heart beat in time
With a hummingbird’s wings
Or if one short breath
Flowed at the pace
Of a river carving a canyon
But I have only the time I’m given
An eternity to the hummingbird
An infinitesimal moment to the rock
I stand
At the edge
Where calm laps against
Ragged black
Feel both
Light and darkness entwine
Eternal cycle
In the center
I connected to All
The One
The moon pulls the sea
From the shore
Where I find
The measure of the land
While the setting sun pulls me
To the expanse beyond the sky
Where I find
The measure of me