Sunday, November 15, 2009

Poetry: Om Shanti Me to Wholeness



1 week after first surgery, exercising at outdoor lake retreat

Ripples of liquid delight
Rays of penetrating insulation
Residue of earthy terra
At my feet, as I lay

Honeysuckles faint mist awaits
Ducklings in tandem float
Limbs of wandering foliage embrace
At my feet, as I lay

Gentle sounds and rhythms
Melt my thoughts to miniatures
A distant bell tolls
At my feet, as I lay

A twist, a fold, a bend
Catapulting into wholeness
In the light I share
The sound of silence
At my feet, as I lay