Welcome.
The following verse meditation consists of two poems from my recently published collection entitled,
Beyond the Known Shore.
The first poem is called Because the Wind Blows.
And if focus is on the wisdom and peace we can gain by sitting silently.
Observing nature.
The second poem Beyond the Known Shore,
Which inspired the title of my book.
Is paired with music.
It explores the moment.
When we stand between what has been.
And what is yet to come.
Carried forward by hope.
Courage,
And the promise of transformation.
Woo!
Because the wind blows wildly wicked,
You sit quietly listening.
To the swishing of the swaying trees.
Your eyes aren't able to see.
The place from which the wind arrives.
And so,
You sit and listen.
Because the trees dance gracefully and the arms of winds embrace.
You sit quietly watching.
As if every rustle is a fleeting thought.
Wordless and wild.
Invisible.
Where silence is as full as thunder.
That guides the tree's smooth rhythm.
It is the dance your ears can hear.
And so you watch and listen.
You feel the wind.
You see the trees.
As you watch the sky lean lower.
Cool and unhurried.
In the golden light.
The air is thick with meaning.
Relief and limb reflect sunlight.
And sing silent songs of longing.
And still,
The trees embrace the wind while your mind reflects its secrets.
The world is woven by love and hope.
A hush of wings.
A distant song.
And so you watch and listen.
We stand on the edge of time.
Like a raindrop resting.
On the tip of a leaf.
Yesterday's burdens loosen like old threads.
Tomorrow.
Still folded in silent mystery.
The air holds its breath.
As if listening for summons.
In the curious swell of wandering thoughts.
We search for meaning.
Behind us,
The river carries all worries like stones.
While pushing us forward on wild,
Untamed waters.
Into tranquil streams where love eases our journey.
Before us,
The path bends,
Enticing us onward.
Carried on currents unbound by earth.
Where every scar becomes a doorway.
Into light.
And silence blossoms.
Into song.
Its rhythm deepens.
Into a course of enlightenment.
Guiding us over.
The tender threshold.
Of becoming.
