Friday, January 14, 2011

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?

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