a Poem spoke to me

there are but two tears

that have ever graced the cheeks

of all Humanity

Joy and Anguish

and they come from the same well

travel the same path

and end in the same place

memory

there is a space

that is silent

between the sounds

of the incessant rain drops

and i tried to listen

and a Poem spoke to me

there was no escaping the “Voice”

within my Soul

that longed for understanding

that i, my empirical self

may make finite sense of it all

but the “All-ness” eluded me

but a Poem had mercy

and spoke to me

is there a silence absent of noise ?

i sought it

i fought like Jacob

to wrestle with the Divine

for it seemed

like it vacated my mind

as i listened

but a Poem came to me

and tickled my spirit

and i did hear it

and i still do

have you heard the sound of the Petals in Spring

as they spread their wings

and let loose a fragrance

of Joy

of Life

of expectation

as they patiently await

to be fed

your admiration

your consciousness

that they do this for you ?

have you heard the rushing waters

as they journey to the Sea

carrying along

those same Raindrops and Tears

that housed your worries

your fears

your Joys

your Pains

and the many reflections of life

they held

along the way ?

have you heard the sound of the Sun awakening

just for you this day

and trekking from the East

to greet you with possibilities

of what your day may bring ?

when was the last time

you listened

to your Heart Beat

your Breath ?

Have you heard the sound of Chi

being fed to you

in your wanderings

and wonderings

about how it is you live ?

a Poem came to me

and i heard it’s footsteps in my Soul

and when it arrived at the Gate

where my Garden is

i let it in

that it may plant good seeds

in the Soils of my dreams

and we together

the Poem and i

can bring forth

a sweet fruit

i heard a poem

in the silence

yes

a Poem Spoke to Me

© 23 February 2013 : william s. peters, sr.