Saturday, February 21, 2009

a piece

This earth that seems to move

At paces ever heightening

Begs to all who’ll listen

Pleads its innocence to a deaf jury

 

Murmuring movements never stopping

Footsteps falling faster without fail

Forever forgetting today

Pushing past for a glimpse of tomorrow

 

Would that the relentless would relinquish

In a moment accept melancholy

Embracing the oddity of silence

Rather exchanging noise for quiet sound

 

That I could plunge into an ocean of whispering gold

Drowning amid the swaying stalks

Losing noisy conscious

Gaining the glory of security

 

Release the tension of knowledge

To the soothing caress of the wind

And sinking deeper into the moist earth

Encounter the rhythmic heartbeat of life

 

To be filled with the magnitude of mystery

For a moment revel in that which is unknown

Permitting it to pervade my very veins

Filling this soul until ready to burst.