Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Silent Land

You never notice something until it's gone
It hangs heavy in the air
Twin to the humidity that blankets
The house on the hill
You reach out to touch it
Feel it envelope you
Spend some time with it

Shared moments,
Smiles exchanged
Laughs understood, instead of spoken
A seat, a world
The sky opens and rain arrives
One hill, sun lit
The other, grey and sodden
Yours is pleasantly aglow, drenched
In both water and light

At first your focus draws to it
Then it becomes a passing afterthought
Finally emerging as a vehicle
To shepherd the mind,
The expand the focus to see
The entirety of it all

An absence of something
Leading to a fullness of everything

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