WHEN THE MIND IS SILENT

When the mind is silent,
The soundless sound,
Rises up,
Through the gateway of the heart,
Rolling in like the ocean,
And flooding the senses.

What a delightful way to drown!
In my little house,
As I sip tea,
The ocean comes calling!

And,
Who am I,
To refuse,
Such vibrant company?

SANCTUM OF THE SOUL

You entered the sanctum of my soul,
Silently taking Your seat.

Were you invited in,
Or did your love,
Break down the door?

The latch easily lifted now,
Welcomes the Beloved,
Strange faces and forms,
They come and go,
Standing before these eyes,
Taking these hands.

Why did You do this to me?
And who have I become,
When all that's left,
Is You.