drowned by darkness

silence Cicada!
dusk will never allow you
deep into my dreams

fishing in silence

ever the master
the heron uses patience
to drown the curious

at peace

dwelling with silence
only the brightness of the
moon speaks to my heart

going supernova

entombed in silence
our sun has a bright future
dying to be seen

Our universe

now littered with stars
the rage that follows silence
consumes everything

unusual silence

at the announcement
the silence was so loud that
everyone noticed

piercing the silence

in the winter mist
lights do all the talking as
silence rears its head

Silence

if silence could be heard
it would be like gazing on still water,
or observing the movement of a mountain.
all mesmerizing but revealing very little
to the closed mind.

 

J M Lysun

 

Image by Peter Tellone, http://www.fineartamerica.com

 

Silent mind

A silent mind is not idle.
It makes up for words with observations.
It listens to what others cannot hear through the chatter.
It sees deeper than what others on a canvas may splatter.

Though it’s not sharing,
Its there all the time,
watching,
feeling each ebbing moment,
awaiting,
anticipating things to come,
caring for new arrivals,
new thoughts,
new ideas,
never distracted,
never missing a beat.

A silent mind is far from silent.
It is reflected,
by what comes into being.
It is acknowledged,
even rewarded for its patience.

In deep thought it ponders;
on what was,
what is,
and what will always be.

Stunned by the truth,
when it finally chooses to speak
it brings total silence.
As all will listen.

 

J M Lysun

Voice

The sound of one voice

is as effective as many

to break the silence.

 

J M Lysun

Photo from drmartinlutherking.net