Wednesday 27 November 2013

Muse

Clouds gather a storm,
I scatter my silence;
to drink in the raining sound,
to muster in the thunder storm.
Ions in me bond,
they cross across;
there up in the emptiness
reverberates all truth.


9 comments:

  1. yes that truth reverberates.....i love the sound of rain as well..its soothing...makes me want to sleep...smiles

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  2. The empty space seems to be always full of something, right? I like that yours is full with truth. That is encouraging.
    Cheers!
    Adriana Citlali

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  3. love the bonding ions and drinking the rain sound... sounds you found a peaceful place in that storm

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  4. What else is there to do than to silence oneself and receive what is truth when faced with a storm. Nice write

    Much love...

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  5. Ions in me bond,
    they cross across;
    there up in the emptiness
    reverberates all truth..............great read.

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  6. I really love the sounds your poem makes, it's celebration of Nature and being.

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