In the quiet I listen for you
I reach for the filament
Through the firmament
Of course you are not there
Not really
But when I can touch It
Something moves
A vibration of
Our oscillations
Your scintillation
my conflagration
And then
in the quiet
all the unrest
has burned away.
intriguing verse...i get unrest in those alone moments at times...even when i am not alone..
ReplyDeletein the quiet / all the unrest / has burned away
ReplyDeleteand so I shall now switch off this bunch of electronics and go and sit somewhere in silence.
"Are you in touch with the infinite?"
ReplyDelete(Sounds like you are, at least on occasion)
This was really neat. The image of light and life entwined...lovely!
ReplyDeleteAnd so we light a candle to celebrate both light and darkness, togetherness and separation, sunlight and shadows... together, alone.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Diane.
This is beautiful in both language and meaning.
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