in my meditative silence of “be” ing

in my meditative silence of “be” ing

in a meditative silence

i heard the footsteps of my destiny

softly approaching my now

i sat in a stilled awe

as i watched “future”

dance in the gardens

of my present

and it’s unfolding

i have lived by a creed of

no expectations . . . no disappointments

yet here i felt the flutter of my heart

as it too longed

to dance along in joy

of the coming

need i say

the overwhelming presence

of this communion

captured and devoured my imagings

as this spirit massaged my consciousness

back to it’s origin

and i was beginning to feel

the wholeness of my bliss forgotten

i remember the Garden

i remember the Fruit

i remember the Peace and Harmony

my Soul exuded long ago

i remember the flow of the Stream

and it’s pristine clear waters

and i as this stream

became ever so lucid

and now, as i sit in this place

i have reconciled self from illusion

and come to understand

life is mine to command

in my meditative silence of “be” ing

© 20 February 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.