Silence

 

swirling silence 

of a moonless night:

a heart wrenched

out of its orbit and 

hurled to feed the

immortals: like vultures

they feast upon it 

delighting in the 

ambrosial juices of

its passion and pain. 

then it shuts; the

seas slide back

2.

from the bottom of a

pool, stillness of the 

reeling stars stare back:

grasses lean closer 

grazing past infinite 

spaces: swishing

sibilance in silence 

stoops

3.

that long long path

who has trodden it?

may be an animal

following the scent

nosing out a trail...

a path that runs through 

no man's land: rough-hewn

scarred, in a fight with itself 

with shadows that trespass it

endanger its solitude...

A path that runs over 

moors and into the woods, 

towards disentangling spaces 

it meanders all day, at night, 

over a creek it dips, listens...

reposing at last on the woof and 

warp of unraveling silence