It took me many years
To discover on my own
The magic in darkness
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
No, the words are there
They are always there
But I cannot hear them
Cannot see them
And so the world seems grey
Sounds like white noise
The guileless hum
Of a refrigerator
Tree leaves sway
On subtle
Breeze
Quiet reigns
On mindful
Day
A few gentle waves
Erase a footprint
A sustained wind
Fills it with sand
Impressions
Are ephemeral
As am I
Pix to Words 