Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Respectfully enjoying silence
The pounding of my heart
The focus of my mind
The air moving in my lungs
My body sits still
The spring cotton falling around me
I hush my soul
My thoughts are no more
I have nothing to ponder
I have a world to admire
The fingernail moon
Hangs in the daylight hour
The moon can see stars
I can not
Only the spring cotton
In this silence

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful photograph and poem. Thank you!

    The spring cotton is falling here, too. Very lightly.