Would you enjoy the sound of silence?
The gaze into depths of an object
In its quivering boundaries.
In the wait of no thing at all
For sheer joy in being,
For the thing in itself
In the manifest and the unmanifest.
Embracing in wholeness the intensity
Of tides of emotions,
On the beach sands of awareness
As a witness childlike
Communing in being at that point in the moment.
