Calls to me
Greys and greens
The susurro
Of waves on sand
The whispered wind
In long stemmed grass
Relieve me from
Hard lines and steel
Harsh words and sound
My urban stress
I feel my heart
Thrum in my chest
I feel the heat
Within my soul
I feel the beat
Of wordless rhyme
I am complete
Connected time
I do not notice the darkness
In the blink of an eye
Until I turn my attention to it
I cannot know the depth of my being
Until I still the mental chatter
Distracting me from its presence
One I observe most completely
With a quiet mind
And a still body
A peace I take with me
A harmony I can experience, anytime
By relaxing my body
Stilling my mind
And taking a few deep breaths
Calm as the air
Calm as the water
Resolute as the mountain
Free as the clouds
In a silence unbroken
But for the loon’s plaintive call
I sit
And rest
All there is
Is me
And nature
All I need
Is to open them
To see truly
And the light floods in
While I sit
High upon the hilltop
Feeling the breeze
Wash over me
Clouds and Islands darken
Hinting at the night to come
And the sleep
The long overdue sleep
Darkness welcomes
That raging inferno
Of events
And despair
Perhaps the cool, calm place
Discovered me
I don’t know