May 23 2008
Island of Quiet
The silence speaks
in haunting chants
shaking rafters with
thunderous prayers
embracing body and mind
with dark and tender
kisses of depth and solitude
I could float on
sacred thoughts and
drift the day through
to my island of quiet
my thoughts lapping at
unknown shores
and cresting to meet
the rocks of contrary
souls
enraptured by opinions
possessed by self
and uttered to no one.
copyright 2008
